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Chapter NumberXXXVIII.(Continued.)
Chapter TitleCUNNING.
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Full Date1892-02-06
Page Number1
Word Count405
Last Corrected2020-07-05
Newspaper TitleThe Bendigo Independent (Vic. : 1891 - 1918)
Trove TitleThe Devil's Own. An Australian Story
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“That will do, though I fancy she prefers roses,” he said to himself. “I’ll take that bouquet,” he said to the florist, putting his hand in his pocket.

That is an order, sir,” said the woman, “but I will make you one like it in a very short time—I am really very sorry—” “No, it does not matter—in fact I should prefer roses, all roses and daphne, and choice ones, but you may put in the heliotrope." “If you are passing this way, sir, I will have one or two ready for your approval.” “No, you can send them; I shall trust to you to send me good flowers—not red or pink, mind, white or pale colors, and plenty of daphne, I see it is very plentiful here. Here, take the address. ” He took out a card from his pocketbook and wrote on it—“ Mrs. Cholmondley, with Mr. Forth’s compliments." “Bon jour, Madame,” said a well known voice behind, and turning he saw Gustave, to whom the florist was handing the bouquet he had admired. “Hallo Gustave, is that you?—you’ve cut me out this time—where are you off to?” The woman went to the back of the shop for a box to place the bouquet in. Gustave waited till she was out of hearing, then said, cautiously, in a low voice : “It is for his Excellency—Bayton—com- prennez?" “Yes, I comprenez, ’’ said Forth, laughing as he left the shop. Gustave followed him. “Pardon, monsieur, but does monsieur want me at all—I am at monsieur’s service.” “No, you won’t be wanted till your master returns, Gustave.” “I would like to see the gold mines c’est possible,” said Gustave. “ Certainly—be off as soon as you can. Here —this will buy you cigars for your journey,” said Forth, handing him a sovereign. “Merci, merci, Monsieur,” said the courier, pleased at Forth’s attention more than at the gift, for Forth was a great favorite of Gustave’s—they always got on well with each other. Gustavo, knowing-well that Forth was a true gentleman, always treated him with great respect, often wondering at Forth’s choice of such a life with so ill-mannered a baronet; and, with his knowledge of the world, the courier had long since come to the wise conclusion that his master’s friend had some strong reason for playing poodle to Sir Hubert.