Meanwhile, during his friend's absence from the yacht, Lorimer took it
upon himself to break the news to Duprez and Macfarlane. These latter
young gentlemen had had their suspicions already, but they were not
quite prepared to hear them so soon confirmed. Lorimer told the matter
in his own way.
"I say, you fellows!" he remarked carelessly, as he sat smoking in their
company on deck, "you'd better look out! If you stare at Miss Gueldmar
too much, you'll have Phil down upon you!"
"Ha, ha!" exclaimed Duprez slyly, "the dear Phil-eep is in love?"
"Something more than that," said Lorimer, looking absently at the
cigarette he held between his fingers,--"he's an engaged man."
"Engaged!" cried Macfarlane excitedly. "Ma certes! He has the deevil's
own luck! He's just secured for himself the grandest woman in the
warld!"
"_Je le crois bien!_" said Duprez gravely, nodding his head several
times. "Phil-eep is a wise boy! He is the fortunate one! I am not for
marriage at all--no! not for myself,--it is to tie one's hands, to
become a prisoner,--and that would not suit me; but if I were inclined
to captivity, I should like Mademoiselle Gueldmar for my beautiful
gaoler.
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