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She could not face her unveiled with vacant eyes. "The summer is jolly, isn't it?" she said uneasily. "You're right, my friend. Hullo! There's Emmchen looking for you. I expect the Germans have just finished their annual. They never come into the Schwimmbad, they're always too late. I should think you'd better toddle them home, Hendy the darlings might catch cold." "Don't we all go together?"
"We go as we are ready, from this establishment, just anyhow as long as we're not in ones or twos Lily won't have twos, as I dare say you've observed. Be good, my che-hild," she said heartily, drawing on her second boot, "and you'll be happy sehr sehr happy, I hope, Hendy." "Thank you," laughed Miriam. Emma's hands were on her muff, stroking it eagerly.
Mr Hendy a slight middle-aged man, with fluffy straw-coloured hair which he grew long above his ears, to compensate for the baldness of his cranium answered that he was glad Mr Pamphlett took it in so hearty a fashion, but for his part, if it wasn't for the Missus, he was dying to enlist and have a slap at the Germans. Mr Pamphlett laughed and entered his private office.
What visions of beauty and sublimity passed before the inward and spiritual sight of blind Milton and Beethoven! I have an esteemed friend, Morrison Hendy, of Kentucky, who is deaf and blind; yet under these circumstances he has cultivated his mind to a high degree, and has written poems of great beauty, and vivid descriptions of scenes which have been witnessed only by the "light within."
"Well, Soph, I'm off for Miss Hendy's don't give me any nonsense now about her being low, and all that sort of thing; she don't move in the same circle of society, certainly, as we do, but she has always distinguished people about her." "Oh, papa!" interrupted the young lady. "I don't object to Miss Hendy in the least. I love her of all things, and would give worlds to be going with you!"
Her eyes went, incredulously, up to the spring-board. It seemed impossible... and all that distance above the water.... Her gaze was drawn to the flicking of the curtain of one of the little compartments lining the gallery. "Hullo, Hendy, let me get into my cubicle." Gertrude stood before her dripping and smiling.
Mr Bristles was also of the dinner party an arrangement made by the provident Miss Hendy, that the two millionaires might receive a little preliminary information on the merits of the rest of the company, who were only invited to tea.
"Hullo, Hendy, old chap, you look all right!" Miriam looked fearlessly up at the faces that were turned towards her. Again she seemed to see all of them at once. The circle of her vision seemed huge. It was as if the confining rim of her glasses were gone and she saw equally from eyes that seemed to fill her face. She drew all their eyes to her. They were waiting for her to speak.
She saw it opening out warm and familiar back and back to the strange beginning in the winter. They would be there again to-night, singing. One morning she knew that there was going to be a change. The term was coming to an end. There was to be a going away. The girls were talking about "Norderney." "Going to Norderney, Hendy?" Jimmie said suddenly. "Ah!" she responded mysteriously.
"You may give any dam reason you please to yourself," said Nicky-Nan uncompromisingly, "so long as you don't start palmin' it 'pon me. I paid Hendy the costs o' the order this morning which is not to say that I promise 'ee to act on it. Whatever your reason may be, the point is you don't propose turnin' me out till further notice hey?" "Provided your rent is duly paid up to date." "Right."
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