Do you promise?"
"Yes," he said with a trace of impatience--the only hint of his anger at
the prospect of the duty before him.
So she went away with Nina and Austin and Boots; and Selwyn turned back,
sauntering quietly toward the table where already the occupants had
apparently forgotten him and the episode in the riotous gaiety
increasing with the accession of half a dozen more men.
When Selwyn approached, Neergard saw him first, stared at him, and
snickered; but he greeted everybody with smiling composure, nodding to
those he knew--a trifle more formally to Mrs. Ruthven--and, coolly
pulling up a chair, seated himself beside Gerald.
"Boots has driven home with the others," he said in a low voice; "I'm
going back in the motor-boat with you. Don't worry about Austin. Are you
ready?"
The boy had evidently let the wine alone, or else fright had sobered
him, for he looked terribly white and tired: "Yes," he said, "I'll go
when you wish. I suppose they'll never forgive me for this.
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