The Lost House

Name: The Lost House
Author: Richard Harding Davis

by Richard Harding Davis

Pages: about 70
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 76 min at 250 wpm

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It was a dull day at the chancellery. His Excellency the American Ambassador was absent in Scotland, unveiling a bust to Bobby Burns, paid for by the numerous lovers of that poet in Pittsburg; the First Secretary was absent at Aldershot, observing a sham battle; the Military Attache was absent at the Crystal Palace, watching a foot-ball match; the Naval Attache was absent at the Duke of Deptford's, shooting pheasants; and at the Embassy, the Second Secretary, having lunched leisurely at the Artz, was now alone, but prepared with his life to protect American interests. Accordingly, on the condition that the story should not be traced back to him, he had just confided a State secret to his young friend, Austin Ford, the London correspondent of the New York REPUBLIC.
“I will cable it,” Ford reassured him, “as coming from a Hungarian diplomat, temporarily residing in Bloomsbury, while en route to his post in Patagonia. In that shape, not even your astute chief will suspect its real source. And further from the truth than that I refuse to go.”
“What I dropped in to ask,” he continued, “is whether the English are going to send over a polo team next summer to try to bring back the cup?”
“The week-end parties to which you have been invited,” Ford objected, “can wait. Tell me first what chance there is for an international polo match.”
“Polo,” sententiously began the Second Secretary, who himself was a crackerjack at the game, “is a proposition of ponies! Men can be trained for polo. But polo ponies must be born. Without good ponies----”
James, the page who guarded the outer walls, of the chancellery, appeared in the doorway.
“Please, Sir, a person,” he announced, “with a note for the Ambassador, he says it's important.”
“Yes, Sir,” interrupted the page. “But 'e won't leave it, not unless he keeps the 'arf-crown.”

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