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CHAPTER TWELVE

loss of the country, if not of the sport, 'and after ten years of the Kilburn end of Maida Vale, she returned, in the picturesque phrase of her husband, `to the happy hunting-fields'. Mr. Fondeveril bore her loss bravely. His friends knew his motto:

Always the same,
Always game,
John
Fon
Deveril.

Perhaps he realized that six-foot-three of magnificent mourning had lost nothing in romantic interest for the travellers on his omnibus. Descending from his seat next to the driver (his almost by right) he would make for Philpot Lane as for an exit up-stage, leaving, as he well knew, the driver and the other front-seat passenger in conversation. `That's Mr. Fondeveril I was talking to, just lost his wife, poor gentleman,' the other passenger would hear, and `Dear, dear' he would sap, wondering, as everybody did, who Mr. Fondeveril was. And sometimes Mr. Fondeveril himself would wonder. This transmigration of souls that fellow had been talking about. What more natural than that the soul of (say) the great Alexander should return to earth, seeking suitable quarters? He hummed lightly to himself at the thought, and returned the salute of the commissionaire with the preoccupied but military gesture which Alexander would have given it. An Alexander who had just lost a general.
He had been fond of his wife, in the rather absent way in which great men are fond of their wives, and faithful to her, for she had been a good listener. Fortunately she left an even better listener behind her: a nine-year

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