Lord Cornelly, that rich and eccentric peer, was sitting at the monumental desk which was his especial pride and pleasure. It had been designed for him at immense expense and the whole furnishing of the room was subordinated to it. The effect was terrific and only slightly marred1 by the unavoidable addition of Lord Cornelly himself, an insignificant2 and rotund little man completely dwarfed3 by the desk's magnificence.
Into this scene of City splendour there entered a blonde secretary, also in harmony with the luxury furnishings.
Gliding silently across the floor, she laid a slip of paper before the great man. Lord Cornelly peered down at it.
"MacWhirter? MacWhirter? Who's he? Never heard of him. Has he got an appointment?"The blonde secretary indicated that such was the case.
"MacWhirter, eh? Oh! MacWhirter! That fellow! Of course! Send him in. Send him in at once."Lord Cornelly chuckled5 gleefully. He was in high good-humour.
Throwing himself back in his chair, he stared up into the dour4 unsmiling face of the man he had summoned to an interview.
"You're MacWhirter, eh? Angus MacWhirter?" "That's my name."MacWhirter spoke7 stiffly, standing8 erect9 and unsmiling. "You were with Herbert Clay? That's right, isn't it?""Yes."
Lord Cornelly began to chuckle6 again.
"I know all about you. Clay got his driving-licence endorsed10, all because you wouldn't back him up and swear he was going at twenty miles an hour! Livid about it, he was!" The chuckle increased. "Told us all about it in the Savoy Grill11. That damned pig-headed Scot!' That's what he said! Went on and on. D'you know what I was thinking?""I have not the least idea."
MacWhirter's tone was repressive. Lord Cornelly took no notice. He was enjoying his remembrance of his own reactions.
"I thought to myself: ‘That's the kind of chap I could do with! Man who can't be bribed12 to tell lies.' You won't have to tell lies for me. I don't do my business that way. I go about the world looking for honest men - and there are damned few of them!"The little peer cackled with shrill13 laughter, his shrewd monkey-like face wrinkled with mirth. MacWhirter stood stolidly14, not amused.
Lord Cornelly stopped laughing. His face became shrewd, alert. "If you want a job, MacWhirter, I've got one for you." "I could do with a job," said MacWhirter.
"It's an important job. It's a job that can only be given to a man with good qualifications - you've got those, all right - I've been into that - and to a man who can be trusted - absolutely."Lord Cornelly waited. MacWhirter did not speak. "Well, man, can I depend upon you absolutely?"MacWhirter said dryly: "You'll not know that from hearing me answer that of course you can."Lord Cornelly laughed.
"You'll do. You're the man I've been looking for. Do you know South America at all?"He went into details. Half an hour later MacWhirter stood on the pavement, a man who had landed an interesting and extremely well-paid job - and a job that promised a future.
Fate, after having frowned, had chosen to smile upon him. But he was in no mood to smile back. There was no exultation15 in him, though his sense of humour was grimly tickled16 when he thought back over the interview. There was a stern poetic17 justice in the fact that it was his former employer's diatribes18 against him that had actually got him his present advancement19!
He was a fortunate man, he supposed. Not that he cared! He was willing to address himself to the task of living, not with enthusiasm, not even with pleasure, but in a methodical day-after-day spirit. Seven months ago he had attempted to take his own life; chance and nothing but chance had intervened, but he was not particularly grateful. True, he felt no present disposition20 to do away with himself. That phase was over for good. You could not, he admitted, take your life in cold blood. There had to be some extra fillip of despair, of grief, of desperation or of passion. You could not commit suicide merely because you felt that life was a dreary21 round of uninteresting happenings.
On the whole he was glad that his work would take him out of England. He was to sail for South America the end of September. The next few weeks he would be busy getting together certain equipment and being put in touch with the somewhat complicated ramifications22 of the business.
But there would be a week's leisure before he left the country. He wondered what he should do with that week. Stay in London? Go away?
An idea stirred nebulously in his brain. Saltcreek?
"I've a damned good mind to go down there," said MacWhirter to himself.
It would be, he thought, grimly amusing.

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vt.& vi.endorse的过去式或过去分词形式v.赞同( endorse的过去式和过去分词 );在(尤指支票的)背面签字;在(文件的)背面写评论;在广告上说本人使用并赞同某产品 | |
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