Armadale, Ralli took Vereker by the arm and led him into the drawing-room. “Well, what do you think of old ‘Hell-for-leather’?” he asked. “I haven’t quite made up my mind. Opinionated, with a turn for rudeness at unexpected moments. Not too subtle at first glance, but possesses a lot of native cunning. Thinks a sporting vocabulary sets ‘the guinea stamp,’ and certainly eats too much. Plenty of pluck and determination and very single-minded. A supporter of Church, State, and the Distilling Industry!” “He annoys me,” said Ralli, “with his confounded assurance on every subject under the sun. Dawn of intelligence with finality in words. Did he start on the worn-out topic of motor-cars being used as covert hacks?” “No. I led him fairly well along the line I wished until I mentioned sport, and then I let him have his head.” “I bet he bolted! Poor Angela, I wonder how she’ll get on with him.
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