She wants to know the same thing. And hanged if
I know what to say."
Mr. Heard made up his mind.
"Hanged if you know? Then I'll tell you. Write to say that you have met
the Bishop of Bampopo, who seems a perfectly respectable old fellow.
Uncommonly respectable! Tell her you rather like him. Tell her she can
find out all about him in Crockford or the Red Book. Tell her that he
will be happy to correspond with her, if she will allow it. Tell her
you feel sure he will look after you these last few days, before we all
go away. Tell her--oh, everything nice you can think of. You'll do that,
won't you? And now I will climb any mountain you like. Where are we
going?"
"I have thought of a good place. Rather high up, but well worth it. I
feel sure something funny is going to happen to-day. Don't you notice a
kind of demonic influence in the air?"
"I notice a kind of infernal heat, if that is the same thing.
Seventy-eight in this room! You will have to walk slowly. I am not in
good condition just yet.
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