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The Dog Hervey
by
‘Q,’ he went on, and I could feel the heat of his shaking hand.
‘U,’ said I. There was no other letter possible; but I was shaking too.
‘I.’
‘N.’
‘T-i-n-g,’ he ran out. ‘There! That proves it. I knew you knew him. You don’t know what a relief that is. Between ourselves, old man, he–he’s been turning up lately a–a damn sight more often than I cared for. And a squinting dog–a dog that squints! I mean that’s a bit too much. Eh? What?’ He gulped and half rose, and I thought that the full tide of delirium would be on him in another sentence.
‘Not a bit of it,’ I said as a last chance, with my hand over the bellpush. ‘Why, you’ve just proved that I know him; so there are two of us in the game, anyhow.’
‘By Jove! that is an idea! Of course there are. I knew you’d see me through. We’ll defeat them yet. Hi, pup!… He’s gone. Absolutely disappeared!’ He sighed with relief, and I caught the lucky moment.
‘Good business! I expect he only came to have a look at me,’ I said. ‘Now, get this drink down and turn in to the lower bunk.’
He obeyed, protesting that he could not inconvenience me, and in the midst of apologies sank into a dead sleep. I expected a wakeful night, having a certain amount to think over; but no sooner had I scrambled into the top bunk than sleep came on me like a wave from the other side of the world.
In the morning there were apologies, which we got over at breakfast before our party were about.
‘I suppose–after this–well, I don’t blame you. I’m rather a lonely chap, though.’ His eyes lifted dog-like across the table.
‘Shend,’ I replied, ‘I’m not running a Sunday school. You’re coming home with me in my car as soon as we land.’
‘That is kind of you–kinder than you think.’
‘That’s because you’re a little jumpy still. Now, I don’t want to mix up in your private affairs–‘
‘But I’d like you to,’ he interrupted.
‘Then, would you mind telling me the Christian name of a girl who was insulted by a man called Clements?’
‘Moira,’ he whispered; and just then Mrs. Godfrey and Milly came to table with their shore-going hats on.
We did not tie up till noon, but the faithful Leggatt had intrigued his way down to the dock-edge, and beside him sat Malachi, wearing his collar of gold, or Leggatt makes it look so, as eloquent as Demosthenes. Shend flinched a little when he saw him. We packed Mrs. Godfrey and Milly into Attley’s car–they were going with him to Mittleham, of course–and drew clear across the railway lines to find England all lit and perfumed for spring. Shend sighed with happiness.
‘D’you know,’ he said, ‘if–if you’d chucked me–I should have gone down to my cabin after breakfast and cut my throat. And now–it’s like a dream–a good dream, you know.’
We lunched with the other three at Romsey. Then I sat in front for a little while to talk to my Malachi. When I looked back, Shend was solidly asleep, and stayed so for the next two hours, while Leggatt chased Attley’s fat Daimler along the green-speckled hedges. He woke up when we said good-bye at Mittleham, with promises to meet again very soon.
‘And I hope,’ said Mrs. Godfrey, ‘that everything pleasant will happen to you.’
‘Heaps and heaps–all at once,’ cried long, weak Milly, waving her wet handkerchief.
‘I’ve just got to look in at a house near here for a minute to inquire about a dog,’ I said, ‘and then we will go home.’
‘I used to know this part of the world,’ he replied, and said no more till Leggatt shot past the lodge at the Sichliffes’s gate. Then I heard him gasp.
Miss Sichliffe, in a green waterproof, an orange jersey, and a pinkish leather hat, was working on a bulb-border. She straightened herself as the car stopped, and breathed hard. Shend got out and walked towards her. They shook hands, turned round together, and went into the house. Then the dog Harvey pranced out corkily from under the lee of a bench. Malachi, with one joyous swoop, fell on him as an enemy and an equal. Harvey, for his part, freed from all burden whatsoever except the obvious duty of a man-dog on his own ground, met Malachi without reserve or remorse, and with six months’ additional growth to come and go on.