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The lady in the opposite berth was German, and so was the lady in the berth above her. Their husbands were American, but that didn't make them less German. Nothing ever makes a German less German, Anna-Rose explained to Anna-Felicitas. "Except," replied Anna-Felicitas, "a judicious dilution of their blood by the right kind of mother." "Yes," said Anna-Rose. "Only to be found in England."
"It seemed a very shady thing," said Anna-Rose, having subdued the swollenness of her pocket, "to eat his chocolates and then not want to kiss him, but we don't hold with kissing, Anna-F. and me. Still, we were full of his chocolates; there was no getting away from that.
"Well, I'll go and fetch some of your warm things for you. Tell me where your cabin is. You haven't got enough on." "Thank you," said Anna-Rose distantly, "we have quite enough on, considering the occasion. We're dressed for drowning." The man laughed, and said there would be no drowning, and that they had a splendid captain, and were outdistancing the submarine hand over fist.
His loose, unsteady mouth broke into a big smile. Instantly the two faces opposite cleared into something shining. "Oh dear," said Anna-Felicitas with a sigh of relief, "it is refreshing when you leave off being cross." "We're fearfully sorry if we've said anything we oughtn't to have," said Anna-Rose, "and if you tell us what it is we won't say it again."
"Of course we won't," said Anna-Felicitas again, an almost placid quality in her determination, it was so final and so unshakable. "Would you?" "See here " began Mr. Twist. "We won't see anywhere," said Anna-Rose. "Would you," inquired Anna-Felicitas, again reasoning with him, "like being alone in lodgings with Mrs. Bilton?" "This is no time for conversation," said Mr. Twist, making for the door.
She never shirked; that is, she never had been base enough to shirk alone. If there was any shirking to be done they had always done it together. As the hours passed and she didn't appear, Anna-Rose had tried to persuade herself that she must have motored into Acapulco with Mr.
He couldn't even drive; and her father had very soon kicked him out with the vigour and absence of hesitation peculiar to Junkers when it comes to kicking and Anna-Rose had wept all over her bread and butter at tea that day, and was understood to say that she knew at last what it must be like to be a widow. Mr.
And my sister has been becoming less so longer than you have. I assure you that's all I meant. She's less so even than I am." "Then," said Anna-Rose, glancing at that part of Mr. Twist's head where it appeared to be coming through his hair, "she must have got to the stage when one is called a maiden lady."
"It came and inserted itself, as it were, into our minds while we were dressing." "Well, I've thought of a plan too," said Mr. Twist firmly, feeling sure that the twins' plan would be the sort that ought to be instantly nipped in the bud. He was therefore greatly astonished when Anna-Rose said, "Have you? Is it about schools?" He stared at her in silence.
"You've forgotten to turn out the light," whispered Anna-Felicitas, her eyelashes still wet from her late attack; and stretching her neck still further down till her face was scarlet with the effort and the blood rushing into it, she expressed a conviction to Anna-Rose that the human freight behind the curtains, judging from the suspicious negativeness of its behaviour, had no business in their cabin at all and was really stowaways.
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