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She lived simply and solely for her own enjoyment, and never cared tuppence about either Eliot or his sister." "Oh, has he a sister?" The question sprang from Ann's lips without her own volition. "Yes. She was a very pretty girl, too, I remember." Ann's thoughts flew back to the day of the Fete des Narcisses, recalling the pretty woman whom she had observed driving with Eliot in the prize car.
A terrible constraint seemed to have settled down between them. Without quite knowing what had happened, everything seemed changed. They were tongue-tied paralysed. All the old camaraderie was gone. Tuppence could think of nothing to say. Tommy was equally afflicted. They sat very straight and forbore to look at each other. At last Tuppence made a desperate effort. "Rather fun, wasn't it?"
"No," admitted Tuppence, "I haven't but I know some one who has." "Who?" "A friend of mine." "Must be a millionaire," remarked Mrs. Vandemeyer unbelievingly. "As a matter of fact he is. He's an American. He'll pay you that without a murmur. You can take it from me that it's a perfectly genuine proposition." Mrs. Vandemeyer sat up again. "I'm inclined to believe you," she said slowly.
So there were fireworks and torchlight processions, and set pieces at the Crystal Palace, with "Blessings on our Prince" and "Long Live our Royal Darling" in different-colored fires; and the most private of boarding schools had a half holiday; and even the children of plumbers and authors had tuppence each given them to spend as they liked.
Do," she replied. "When the time comes to accept the charity of relations, or do something useful for tuppence a week, Bohemian France or Italy but then the runaways always go to France or Italy, don't they? Suppose we say Hungary? Shall we?" He did not answer. She went on: "Very well. When I have to choose between charity and labour, Bohemian Hungary may beckon me."
"I take a lot of killing, sir." "So I perceive," said Mr. Carter dryly. "Well, good-bye. Remember you're a marked man now, and take reasonable care of yourself." "Thank you, sir." Hailing a taxi briskly Tommy stepped in, and was swiftly borne to the Ritz' dwelling the while on the pleasurable anticipation of startling Tuppence. "Wonder what she's been up to. Dogging 'Rita' most likely.
They'll get wind of it soon, if they haven't already, and it's possible that that may bring things to a head. I hope it will myself. The less time they have to mature their plans the better. I'm just warning you that you haven't much time before you, and that you needn't be cast down if you fail. It's not an easy proposition anyway. That's all." Tuppence rose.
You can get a huge cup of tea or coffee a bit stewed but, at least, it's warm; also, four huge pieces of bread and butter, and a good, long, lovely rest." "Good God!" "For tuppence more you can get sausages; sixpence provides a meal; a shilling a banquet. Can't we find a 'Lockhart'?" The man said nothing. The cab drove onward.
We were to be entirely under canvas in our new camp, and as it was mid-winter you can imagine we made what preparations we could to avoid dying of pneumonia. The presentation of a fox terrier, "Tuppence," by name, I hailed with delight. When all else froze, he would keep me warm, I thought! It may be interesting to members of the Corps to know the names of those who formed that pioneer Convoy.
He wouldn't give tuppence farthing for fifty girls that couldn't speak up for themselves. And if she was the niece of a lord, why, she deserved it and a good deal more. She ought to be Lady Polly straight away; and hanged if he wouldn't call her so. "Hadn't we better get this letter addressed?" Polly asked, very amiable again. "Yes; it's getting late, I'm afraid."
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