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Alcide, you've missed a glass of wine and a cigar, you early bird." His head was clear enough now. He realized his good fortune. He had never been so happy in his life. He called the pups and romped with them until an unlucky misstep sent Mrs Gummidge, with a shriek, to the top of the wardrobe, whence she glared at Gethryn and spit at the delighted raven.
Clifford gallantly kissed the little glove and then shook hands with Gethryn. "How is it on the floor?" asked the latter, as Elliott and Rowden came forward to the edge of the box. "I want to take Yvonne out for a turn and perhaps a waltz, if it isn't too crowded." "Oh, it's pretty rough just now, but it will be better in half an hour," replied Rowden, barricading the champagne from Clifford.
Give my respects to the cook, and mind you don't work too hard. Think what it would be if you developed heart disease. Awful! You mustn't do it, William. Marriott vanished, and William, slightly dazed, went about his professional duties once more. Marriott walked out into the grounds in search of Gethryn.
He's slimy. It's the only word for him. And he uses scent by the gallon. Thank goodness this is his last term. 'Is it really? I never heard that. 'Yes. He and Danvers are both leaving. Monk's going to Heidelberg to study German, and Danvers is going into his pater's business in the City. I got that from Waterford. 'Waterford is another beast, said Gethryn thoughtfully.
"Now," she said, with great dignity, setting down her glass, "behave and get me some hot water." Gethryn meekly brought it. "If you touch me while I am washing these dishes!" "But let me help?" "No, go and sit down instantly." He fled in affected terror and ensconced himself upon the sofa. Presently he inquired, in a plaintive voice: "Have you nearly finished?"
Yes, as he had already had the honor to inform Rex, Mademoiselle had been his wife's pupil in singing, the last two winters, in Paris. Monsieur Gethryn, perhaps, was not wholly unacquainted with the name of Madame Bordier?
"Is that the way you treat your dearest friends?" and she thought: "No wonder one is neglected when one is only an old playmate!" but she was instantly ashamed of the little bitterness, and put it aside. "Ah! you don't know of what we are capable," said Gethryn; and once more a shadow fell on his face. A familiar form came jauntily down the road. Ruth hastened to meet it. "At last, Father!
You know, you were a little out of your head with fright and fever. I really couldn't leave you to get on by yourself." "No," cried the girl, excitedly, "you could not leave me after carrying me out of that terrible crowd; yourself hurt, exhausted, you sat by my side all night long." Gethryn laid his hand on her.
A few rode bicycles or strolled out into the country in couples, but the majority, amongst whom on this occasion was Marriott, sallied to the water and hired boats. Marriott was one of the six old cricket colours the others were Norris, Gosling, Gethryn, Reece, and Pringle of the School House who formed the foundation of this year's Eleven.
"By Jove!" said Gethryn, "look at that crowd! The Place de la Concorde is black with them!" The cab stopped with a jolt. Half a dozen policemen stepped into the street. Two seized the horses' heads. "The bridge is forbidden to vehicles, gentlemen," they said, courteously. "To cross, one must descend." Clifford began to argue, but Elliott stopped him.
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