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Why, I might have known he didn't know, because he is always trying to be friendly with us, as little encouragement as we give him. More than once people have twitted me with it. There's the Wilsons, and the Wilcoxes, and the Harknesses, they take a mean pleasure in saying 'Your friend Burgess, because they know it pesters me.
"Most certainly it has, Frieda, but that will not prevent me from being bored with the Wilcoxes if I return the call." Then Helen simulated tears, and Fraulein Mosebach, who thought her extremely amusing, did the same. "Oh, boo hoo! boo hoo hoo! Meg's going to return the call, and I can't. 'Cos why? 'Cos I'm going to German-eye."
"Yes he's gone some time." Margaret went to her. "Why, you're all alone," she said. "Yes it's all right, Meg. Poor, poor creature " "Come back to the Wilcoxes and tell me later Mr. W much concerned, and slightly titillated." "Oh, I've no patience with him. I hate him. Poor dear Mr. Bast! he wanted to talk literature, and we would talk business.
They spoke thus, partly because they desired to keep Chalkeley up to the mark a healthy desire in its way partly because they avoided the personal note in life. All Wilcoxes did. It did not seem to them of supreme importance. Or it may be as Helen supposed: they realised its importance, but were afraid of it. Panic and emptiness, could one glance behind.
We must look in more often we're better than no one. You like them, don't you, Evie?" Evie replied: "Helen's right enough, but I can't stand the toothy one. And I shouldn't have called either of them girls." Evie had grown up handsome. Dark-eyed, with the glow of youth under sunburn, built firmly and firm-lipped, she was the best the Wilcoxes could do in the way of feminine beauty.
Miss Schlegel had never heard of his mother's strange request. She was to hear of it in after years, when she had built up her life differently, and it was to fit into position as the headstone of the corner. Her mind was bent on other questions now, and by her also it would have been rejected as the fantasy of an invalid. She was parting from these Wilcoxes for the second time.
"But, Margaret, dear, I mean, we mustn't be unpractical now that we've come to facts. It is too sudden, surely." "Who knows!" "But, Margaret, dear " "I'll go for her other letters," said Margaret. "No, I won't, I'll finish my breakfast. In fact, I haven't them. We met the Wilcoxes on an awful expedition that we made from Heidelberg to Speyer.
"Money pads the edges of things," said Miss Schlegel. "God help those who have none." "But this is something quite new!" said Mrs. Munt, who collected new ideas as a squirrel collects nuts, and was especially attracted by those that are portable. "New for me; sensible people have acknowledged it for years. You and I and the Wilcoxes stand upon money as upon islands.
"If you are going to Germany, go and pack; if you aren't, go and call on the Wilcoxes instead of me." "But, Meg, Meg, I don't love the young gentleman; I don't love the young O lud, who's that coming down the stairs? I vow 'tis my brother. O crimini!" A male even such a male as Tibby was enough to stop the foolery.
"Oh, but Helen isn't a girl with no interests," she explained. "She has plenty of other things and other people to think about. She made a false start with the Wilcoxes, and she'll be as willing as we are to have nothing more to do with them." "For a clever girl, dear, how very oddly you do talk. Helen'll HAVE to have something more to do with them, now that they're all opposite.
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