Berry and Co Part 14
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The spirit of reckless generosity which is so prominent a characteristic of "Exchange" was very noticeable this morning. The number I asked for, which was faithfully repeated by the operator, was Mayfair 976. I was connected successively to Hammersmith 24, Museum 113, and Mayfair 5800.
After a decent interval I began again.
"Kennington Road Police Station," said a voice.
"Kennington or Kennington Road?" said I.
"Kennington Road. There ain't no Kennington."
"Ain't--I mean, aren't there? I always thought.... Never mind. How are the police?"
"I say this is Kennington Road Police Station," replied the voice with some heat.
"I know you did. I heard you. Just now. If you remember, I asked you if it was Kennington or Kennington Road, and you said----"
"'Oo _are_ you?"
To avoid any unpleasantness I replaced my receiver.
Two minutes later, after an agreeable conversation with "Supervisor," I arranged to purchase five tickets for the Gold and Silver Ball.
"This," said the salesman, spreading a rug upon the top of a fast-growing pile, "is a s.h.i.+raz."
"I suppose," said Berry, "you haven't got a Badgerabahd?"
"I never came across one, sir."
"They are rare," was the airy reply. "The best ones used to be made in Germany and sent to Egypt. By the tune the camels had finished with them, they'd fetch anything from a millionaire to a foxhound."
This was too much for Jill's gravity, and it was only with an effort that Daphne controlled her voice.
"I think that's very nice," she said shakily. "Don't you?" she added, turning to me.
"Beautiful piece of work," I agreed. "Some of it appears to have been done after dinner, but otherwise...."
"The pattern is invariably a little irregular, sir."
"Yes," said Berry. "That's what makes them so valuable. Their lives are reflected in their rugs. Every mat is a human doc.u.ment." With the ferrule of his umbrella he indicated a soft blue line that was straying casually from the course which its fellows had taken. "That, for instance, is where Ethel the Unready demanded a latchkey at the mature age of sixty-two. And here we see Uncle Sennacherib fined two measures of oil for being speechless before mid-day. I don't think we'd better give her this one," he added. "She-bat the Satyr seems to have got going about the middle, and from what I remember----"
"Haven't you got to go and get some socks?" said Daphne desperately.
"I have. Will you meet me for lunch, or shall I meet you? I believe they do you very well at the Zoo."
The salesman retired precipitately into an office, and my sister besought me tearfully to take her husband away.
"I might have known," she said in a choking voice. "I was a fool to bring him."
"Let's play at bears," said her husband. "It's a priceless game. Every one gets under a different rug and growls."
Resignedly Daphne retired to the sofa. Jill sank down upon the pile of rugs and shook silently. Observing that we were unattended, another salesman was hurrying in our direction. Before he could launch the inevitable question--
"I want a dog licence and some magic lanterns," said Berry. "You know.
The ones that get all hot and smell."
There was a shriek of laughter from Jill, and the unfortunate a.s.sistant looked round wildly, as if for support.
Clearly something had to be done.
I stepped forward and slid my arm through that of the delinquent.
"Enough," said I. "Come and devil the hosier. If you're not quick all the socks will be gone."
My brother-in-law eyed me suspiciously.
"And leave my baggage?" he demanded, pointing to Daphne. "Never. This is a ruse. Where is the manager of the emporium? I dreamed about him last night. He had brown boots on."
I consulted my watch before replying.
"By the time we get to the Club, Martinis will be in season."
"Do you mean that?" said Berry.
"I do."
"And a small but pungent cigar?"
I nodded.
He turned to the bewildered salesman.
"Please attend to these ladies. They want to choose an expensive-looking rug. Preferably a s.h.i.+raz. No doubt they will be safe in your hands. Good morning."
On the way out he stopped at a counter and purchased one of the prettiest bead bags I have ever seen. He ordered it to be sent to Daphne.
The omnibus was sailing down Oxford Street at a good round pace, but it was the sudden draught from a side street that twitched my hat from my head. I turned to see the former describe a somewhat elegant curve and make a beautiful landing upon the canopy of a large limousine which was standing by the kerb some seventy yards away. By the time I had alighted, that distance was substantially increased. In some dudgeon I proceeded to walk, with such remnants of dignity as I could collect and retain, in tie direction of my lost property. Wisdom suggested that I should run; but I felt that the spectacle of a young man, hatless but otherwise decently dressed and adequately protected from the severity of the weather, needed but the suggestion of impatience to make it wholly ridiculous. My vanity was rightly served. I was still about thirty paces from my objective, when the limousine drew out from the pavement and into the stream of traffic which was hurrying east.
As my lips framed a particularly unpleasant expletive a bell rang sharply, and I turned to see a taxi, which had that moment been dismissed.
"Oxford Circus," I cried, flinging open the door.
A moment later we were near enough for me to indicate the large limousine and to instruct my driver to follow her.
As we swept into Regent's Park, I began to wonder whether I should not have been wiser to drive to Bond Street and buy a new hat. By the time we had been twice round the Ring I had no longer any doubt on this point; but my blood was up, and I was determined to run my quarry to earth, even if it involved a journey to Hither Green.
More than once we were almost out-distanced, three times we were caught in a block of traffic, so that my taxi's bonnet was nosing the limousine's tank. Once I got out, but, as I stepped into the road, the waiting stream was released, and the car slid away and round the hull of a 'bus from under my very hand. My escape from a disfiguring death beneath the wheels of a lorry was so narrow that I refrained from a second attempt to curtail my pursuit, and resigned myself to playing a waiting game.
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