In a way he had
been dimly suspicious of this since the day he had begun this pretence
of work for his grandfather's old friend. To-day, at sight of a girl's
steady concentration upon a wearisome task in spite of his own
supposably diverting presence, it had been brought home to him with
force that he was unquestionably reaping that inevitable product of
protracted idleness: the loss of the power to work.
As he drove away it suddenly occurred to him that on the morrow, instead
of coming to the house in his car, he would leave it in the garage and
walk. Between the discovery of his inefficiency and his resolution to
dispense with a hitherto accustomed luxury there may have been a subtler
connection than appears to the eye.
CHAPTER VII
A TRAITOROUS PROCEEDING
"We shall have to make our work count this week, Mr. Kendrick. Next week
I anticipate that there will be no chance whatever to do a stroke." So
spoke Judge Gray to his assistant on one Monday morning as he shook
hands with him in greeting.
"Very well, sir," replied the young man, with, however, a sense of its
not being at all well. It was to him a regrettable fact that he seldom
saw much of the various members of the household, and of one particular
member so little that he was tempted to wonder if she ever took the
trouble to evade him.
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