THE SONG OF THE LARK
tics unless he wants something for himself, and wants it hard. I can reach my ends by straighter roads. There are plenty of things to keep me busy. We have n't begun to develop our resources in this State; we have n't had a look in on them yet. That 's the only thing that is n't fake—making men and machines go, and actually turning out a product.
The doctor poured himself some white cordial and looked over the little glass into the fire with an expression which led Ottenburg to believe that he was getting at something in his own mind. Fred lit a cigarette and let his friend grope for his idea.
"My boys, here," Archie went on, "have got me rather interested in Japan. Think I 'll go out there in the spring, and come back the other way, through Siberia. I 've always wanted to go to Russia." His eyes still hunted for something in his big fireplace. With a slow turn of his head he brought them back to his guest and fixed them upon him. "Just now, I 'm thinking of running on to New York for a few weeks," he ended abruptly.
Ottenburg lifted his chin. "Ah!" he exclaimed, as if he began to see Archie s drift. "Shall you see Thea?"
"Yes." The doctor replenished his cordial glass. "In fact, I suspect I am going exactly to see her. I 'm getting stale on things here, Fred. Best people in the world and always doing things for me. I 'm fond of them, too, but I 've been with them too much. I 'm getting ill-tempered, and the first thing I know I 'll be hurting people's feelings. I snapped Mrs. Dandridge up over the telephone this afternoon when she asked me to go out to Colorado Springs on Sunday to meet some English people who are staying at the Antlers. Very nice of her to want me, and I was as sour as if she d been trying to work me for something. I 've got to get out for a while, to save my reputation."
To this explanation Ottenburg had not paid much attention. He seemed to be looking at a fixed point: the yellow
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