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Now I can go to the Herricks' tea-party this afternoon without having that twenty pounds nagging at the back of my mind all the time. I suppose" glancing at the clock "it's time we put on our glad rags. The Lavender Lady said she expected us at four."
Characteristically, he had maintained complete silence about his injury, composedly accompanying Sara back to Greenacres in his car, and he had just been making his way out of the house when he had quietly fainted away on to the floor. After which, the Herricks had taken over command.
Maynard is such a thoroughly modern type, you know!" Molly mimicked the sugar-and-vinegar accents of the critics to perfection "and privately Audrey shouts with laughter at them, while publicly she continues to shock them for the sheer joy of the thing." "And who are the Herricks?" asked Sara, smiling. "Married people?" "No." Molly shook her head.
Would he ever understand and forgive? Meanwhile, the Herricks and their guests "Audrey's refugees," as Molly elected to describe the latter, herself included had gathered round the fire in the library, and were chatting desultorily while they awaited Elisabeth's return from her visit to Tim's sick-room. The casualties of the previous evening had been found to be augmented by two, since Mrs.
"I came upon something in the oddest way you can imagine," Clara pursued her subject. "Had you any idea the Herricks were in straits?" "The young Herricks?" "Oh, no! The old Herricks, the Herricks, Mrs. Herrick whom you so much admire! Of course, one isn't told; but they must be, to be willing to let the old place." "Not the San Mateo place?" said Flora, with a stir of interest.
"Come here, Ivy," said the old man; "your mother's been a-slanderin' you; says you don't know nothin'." Ivy knelt before him, rested her arms on his knees, and turned upon him a pair of palpably roguish eyes. "Father, it is an awful slander. I do know a sight." "Lud, child, yes! I knew you did. No more you don't want to marry John Herricks, do you?" "Oh, Daddy Geer! O h h!"
Munger would not let her interpose any idea of there being a past between them. She merely said: "You knew the Herricks at Rome, of course. I'm in hopes I shall get them here when they come back. I want you to help me colonise Hatboro' with the right sort of people: it's so easy to get the wrong sort! But, so far, I think we've succeeded beyond our wildest dreams.
She chattered away gaily to Sara, giving her vivacious thumb-nail portraits of her future neighbours the people Selwyn had described as being "much nicer than ourselves." "The Herricks and Audrey Maynard are our most intimate friends I'm sure you'll adore them. Mrs. Maynard is a widow, and if she weren't so frightfully rich, Monkshaven would be perennially shocked at her.
"I have been writing to the children," said my wife, "and telling them to stay on at York Harbour if the Herricks want them so much. They would hate it here. You say the girl looked cross. I can't exactly imagine a cross goddess."
"But you how did you come here?" she asked, as they drew apart once more. "You . . . weren't . . . here?" her brows contracting in a puzzled frown as she endeavoured to recall the incidents immediately preceding the bombing of the house. "We'd we'd just gone to bed." "I was dining with the Herricks.