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"Subject of course to your approval," he added politely."But it is imperative that we should be on the spot as early as possible." He did not mention that he himself was abominably tired of his sojourn on alien shores, and wanted to be back in London in his own chambers, with his own club within easy reach.

Tembarom's face changed its expression.He had been looking rather weighted down and fatigued, and he lighted up to eagerness.

"Say," he exclaimed, "why couldn't we go on the Transatlantic on Saturday?""It is one of the small, cheap boats," objected Palford.

"The accommodation would be most inferior."

Tembarom leaned forward and touched his sleeve in hasty, boyish appeal.

"I want to go on it," he said; "I want to go steerage."Palford stared at him.

"You want to go on the Transatlantic! Steerage!" he ejaculated, quite aghast.This was a novel order of madness to reveal itself in the recent inheritor of a great fortune.

Tembarom's appeal grew franker; it took on the note of a too crude young fellow's misplaced confidence.

"You do this for me," he said."I'd give a farm to go on that boat.

The Hutchinsons are sailing on it - Mr.and Miss Hutchinson, the ones you saw at the house last night.""I - it is really impossible." Mr.Palford hesitated."As to steerage, my dear Mr.Temple Barholm, you - you can't."Tembarom got up and stood with his hands thrust deep in his pockets.

It seemed to be a sort of expression of his sudden hopeful excitement.

"Why not " he said."If I own about half of England and have money to burn, I guess I can buy a steerage passage on a nine-day steamer.""You can buy anything you like," Palford answered stiffly."It is not a matter of buying.But I should not be conducting myself properly toward you if I allowed it.It would not be - becoming.""Becoming!" cried Tembarom, "Thunder! It's not a spring bat.I tell you I want to go just that way."Palford saw abnormal breakers ahead.He felt that he would be glad when be had landed his charge safely at Temple Barholm.Once there, his family solicitor was not called upon to live with him and hobnob with his extraordinary intimates.

"As to buying," he said, still with marked lack of enthusiasm, "instead of taking a steerage passage on the Transatlantic yourself, you might no doubt secure first-class state-rooms for Mr.and Miss Hutchinson on the Adriana, though I seriously advise against it."Tembarom shook his head.

"You don't know them," he said."They wouldn't let me.Hutchinson's a queer old fellow and he's had the hardest kind of luck, but he's as proud as they make 'em.Me butt in and offer to pay their passage back, as if they were paupers, just because I've suddenly struck it rich! Hully gee! I guess not.A fellow that's been boosted up in the air all in a minute, as I have, has got to lie pretty low to keep folks from wanting to kick him, anyhow.Hutchinson's a darned sight smarter fellow than I am, and he knows it--and he's Lancashire, you bet." He stopped a minute and flushed."As to Little Ann," he said--"me make that sort of a break with HER! Well, I should be a fool."Palford was a cold-blooded and unimaginative person, but a long legal experience had built up within him a certain shrewdness of perception.

He had naturally glanced once or twice at the girl sitting still at her mending, and he had observed that she said very little and had a singularly quiet, firm little voice.

"I beg pardon.You are probably right.I had very little conversation with either of them.Miss Hutchinson struck me as having an intelligent face.""She's a wonder," said Tembarom, devoutly."She's just a wonder.""Under the circumstances," suggested Mr.Palford, "it might not be a bad idea to explain to her your idea of the steerage passage.An intelligent girl can often give excellent advice.You will probably have an opportunity of speaking to her tonight.Did you say they were sailing to-morrow?"To-morrow! That brought it so near that it gave Tembarom a shock.He had known that they sailed on Saturday, and now Saturday had become to-morrow.Things began to surge through his mind--all sorts of things he had no time to think of clearly, though it was true they had darted vaguely about in the delirious excitement of the night, during which he had scarcely slept at all.His face changed again, and the appeal died out of it.He began to look anxious and restless.

"Yes, they're going to-morrow," he answered.

"You see," argued Mr.Palford, with conviction, "how impossible it would be for us to make any arrangements in so few hours.You will excuse my saying," he added punctiliously, "that I could not make the voyage in the steerage."Tembarom laughed.He thought he saw him doing it.

"That's so," he said.Then, with renewed hope, he added, "Say, I 'm going to try and get them to wait till Wednesday.""I do not think--" Mr.Palford began, and then felt it wiser to leave things as they were."But I'm not qualified to give an opinion.I do not know Miss Hutchinson at all."But the statement was by no means frank.He had a private conviction that he did know her to a certain degree.And he did.