"I ain't[1] in the mood for Greek simplifications to-day," he answered, turning again to his newspapers.
To say that I was surprised at his attitude is to express it mildly. In all my association with him I had never known him to forgo his enthusiasm for art in favor of any other divertisement; and heretofore anything pertaining to the law and its operations had failed to interest him. I realized, therefore, that something of an unusual nature was at work in his brain, and I refrained from further comment.
Markham was a little late for the appointment at the Club, and Vance and I were already at our favorite corner table when he arrived.
"Well, my good Lycurgus," Vance greeted him, "aside from the fact that several new and significant clues have been unearthed and that the public may expect important developments in the very near future, and all that sort of tosh, how are things really going?"
Markham smiled.
"I see you have been reading the newspapers. What do you think of the accounts?"
"Typical, no doubt," replied Vance. "They carefully and painstakingly omit nothing but the essentials."
"Indeed?" Markham's tone was jocular. "And what, may I ask, do you regard as the essentials of the case?"
- ↑ Vance, who had lived many years in England, frequently said "ain't"—a contraction which is regarded there more leniently than in this country. He also pronounced ate as if it were spelled et; and I can not remember his ever using the word "stomach" or "bug", both of which are under the social ban in England.
