Dennis Wheatley - The Rape Of Venice

She knew London very little and had spent only one night in it since her return from the West Indies; so when Roger suggested taking her for a walk round the shops she was delighted. The most fashionable ones then lay south of Piccadilly; so they made a leisurely progress along Pall Mall, up through the Opera Arcade, down the Haymarket and round by way of Cockspur Street up to Leicester Square, where the house still stood in which King George had spent most of his boyhood.

Early in this little expedition, Clarissa admired a bonnet in a bow-​fronted window; so he insisted on buying it for her and, in other shops, despite her protests, he bought her a long-​handled parasol, scent, gloves, handkerchiefs, a lace scarf, a reticule, a fan and several pounds of sweets for her to take with her to Normanrood. Then, on their way back through Piccadilly, he took her into the Egyptian Hall to see Captain Tom Thumb and his performing fleas. When they parted in the hall at Amesbury House, Roger to seek Droopy and Clarissa to go up and change for dinner, they agreed that it had been a lovely afternoon and that they had enjoyed themselves immensely.

Droopy had good news. The refitting of one of the Company's ships, the Minerva, Captain Finch, had been delayed; so that it had been feared that she would not be ready in time to sail with the convoy. In consequence, it was not until forty-​eight hours earlier, when it had been found that great efforts could make her ready after all, that any passenger accommodation in her had been on offer. As few people had left their bookings so late, she was still half empty and Roger had been allotted a good large cabin. She had just completed taking on cargo at Gravesend, and was due to sail again the following day.

This last piece of information somewhat damped Roger's gratification, and he said, 'I am once more your debtor, Ned; and if I miss the Minerva at Gravesend, no doubt I can pick her up off Margate. I would, though, that I had had a day or two's grace; for I am loath to leave the country without having made my farewells to Georgina.'

'You can still do so,' Droopy replied cheerfully. 'Without Minerva it will be two days yet before the muster is completed; and even when a convoy is complete, almost invariably it has to wait several days for a favourable wind to set sail down Channel. Knowing that they will be cooped up in close quarters for so long a voyage, few persons of quality ever take ship from London, or even Margate. There are good inns at Deal from which an eye can be kept on the convoy riding in the Downs; so they spend the time of waiting in them, and go aboard only when the warning gun is fired to give notice that the ships are about to sail. Providing you are at Deal by Tuesday, you may be sure of not being left behind.'

Much relieved, Roger said, 'I'll go to Stillwaters again tomorrow then, and post cross-​country to Deal on Monday. I pray you, though, say nothing of this yet to Clarissa, as I wish to break the news to her privately of my intended long absence.'

He took the opportunity to do so after dinner. The great mansion had a terrace behind it and a small garden, that adjoined the Green Park. It was still twilight and after the long hot summer day a little oppressive, so he suggested that they should go out onto the terrace for a breath of air. She readily assented and they walked out of the candle-​lit drawing-​room side by side.

To their right lay Piccadilly with its long range of houses running down the slope, many of their windows brightly lit; to their left front, the dark silhouette of the upper part of Buckingham House stood out above the trees. For a moment they stood looking out across the Park in silence, then she said:

'Roger, I have not thanked you half enough for this afternoon, and all those lovely things you bought me.'

'You will, I fear, be less pleased when I tell you my reason for taking you upon our little outing,' he replied quietly. 'It was in the nature of a farewell. I have much to do tomorrow, so shall be up and gone early. After tonight we'll not be seeing one another for many months, perhaps even years.'

Her eyes grew wide and she laid a hand quickly upon a big stone vase beside her. 'But Roger! What of your determination to stay and fight it out with Malderini in the Courts? That was so typical of you and made me even more proud to be… to be your friend.'

'Mr. Pitt had refused me his protection if I submit to arrest; so it's a choice of flight or prison, and I prefer to retain my liberty.'

'Then I'd be the first to urge flight upon you. But where… where do you intend to go?'

'To India.'

'India!' she exclaimed. 'Why, India might well have been the setting for my vision-​the dream I had when Malderini put me into a hypnotic sleep.'

He took her hand. 'Clarissa. I implore you to put that from your mind. It could not possibly become reality. Within a month or two Malderini will have left the country and you will be free to re-​enter society. I, on the other hand, having broken with Mr. Pitt, may even decide to settle in the East. You must not waste the best years of your life hoping for my return, but throw yourself joyously into every party, ball or rout with the idea that at it you may meet the man who will become the real love of your life.'

'Roger, you are that man! Kiss me at least before we go in.'

'Very well, then.' He swung her towards him. 'But I'll kiss you only to stress the fact that this is a parting of the ways between us; a final farewell.'

For a long moment they stood close embraced, their mouths warm, avid, greedy, moist, seeking to draw something beyond the physical out of one another. As they broke they both let out a gasp, then she gave a bitter laugh:

'Roger, you are a fool to reject my love for you and you must know it.' But he already had her by the arm and was half pushing her back through the French window into the drawing-​room.

That night he took his leave of Droopy's father and the other members of the family staying in the house. Next morning he was at Hoare's Bank in the Strand soon after it opened, making his financial arrangements. Going on to Leadenhall Street, he paid for his passage in the Minerva. On his return to Arlington Street, he found one of the Marquess' coaches already loaded with his luggage and Droopy waiting by it to say good-​bye to him and wish him luck. By the late afternoon he was at Stillwaters.

Georgina and her father were distressed to learn that Roger's plan for exposing Malderini at no cost to himself had gone awry; but the Colonel was not altogether surprised at the attitude Mr. Pitt had taken up. As all three of them were philosophical by nature, they did not allow themselves to be too depressed by the turn events had taken. Georgina and Roger had already loved and parted more than once before, and both were convinced that the intangible but indestructible bond between them would, sooner or later, draw them back into one another's arms again.

On Monday morning Roger left Stillwaters. He slept the night at Maidstone and by midday Tuesday reached Deal. The inns there were crowded with the better class of passengers awaiting the departure of the convoy, and it was only by heavy bribery that he secured an attic room.

During the next two days he made the acquaintance of a number of people who were voyaging to India, among them one couple who were to be his fellow passengers a Sir Curtis and Lady Beaumont. Their reason for sailing in the Minerva was, he learned, because at short notice Sir Curtis had been appointed a judge of the Indian High Court.

On Friday at midday they were informed that, the wind having become favourable, the convoy would sail that night. During the afternoon a score of row-​boats were taking off passengers and light baggage to the eight ships making up the convoy, that still lay gently rocking at anchor in the fairway.