"
Caiaphas did not wait to be tempted with selections from that thrilling
work of fiction. With a muttered remark about having no time to waste on
monkey-talk, he gathered up his slighted volume and departed. He made no
audible reply to Mellowkent's cheerful "Good morning," but the latter
fancied that a look of respectful hatred flickered in the cold grey eyes.
THE HEDGEHOG
A "Mixed Double" of young people were contesting a game of lawn tennis at
the Rectory garden party; for the past five-and-twenty years at least
mixed doubles of young people had done exactly the same thing on exactly
the same spot at about the same time of year. The young people changed
and made way for others in the course of time, but very little else
seemed to alter. The present players were sufficiently conscious of the
social nature of the occasion to be concerned about their clothes and
appearance, and sufficiently sport-loving to be keen on the game. Both
their efforts and their appearance came under the fourfold scrutiny of a
quartet of ladies sitting as official spectators on a bench immediately
commanding the court. It was one of the accepted conditions of the
Rectory garden party that four ladies, who usually knew very little about
tennis and a great deal about the players, should sit at that particular
spot and watch the game.
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