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She had been even prettier than he had thought her yesterday, on her silver-roan, long-tailed 'palfrey'; and it seemed to him, self-critical in the brumous October gloaming and the outskirts of London, that only his boots had shone throughout their two-hour companionship.
Val's thick dark lashes concealed his eyes, but a slight grimace appeared on his wide mouth, and he muttered: "I suppose you mean my Dad!" "Yes," said Soames; "I'm afraid it depends on whether he continues to be a drag or not;" and said no more, letting the boy dream it over. But Val was also dreaming in those days of a silver-roan palfrey and a girl riding it.
He answered: "Oh! thanks awfully it was awfully good of you to come and meet me." "Cicely's so busy. It's only the T-cart. Have you got much luggage?" She took up his hold-all, and he took it from her; she took his bag, and he took it from her; then they went out to the T-cart. A small groom stood there, holding a silver-roan cob with a black mane and black swish tail.
If only he had been called Gordon or Scott or Howard or something fairly common! But Dartie there wasn't another in the directory! One might as well have been named Morkin for all the covert it afforded! So matters went on, till one day in the middle of January the silver-roan palfrey and its rider were missing at the tryst.
He was a tall, strong man in the prime of youth, wearing a plain, almost mean suit of dust-coloured leather, and carrying no weapons except a hunting-knife, which hung in a sheath at his girdle. He rode a powerful silver-roan horse, and was splashed to the top of his high untanned boots, as if he had come by the worst of paths, if by any.
If only he had been called Gordon or Scott or Howard or something fairly common! But Dartie there wasn't another in the directory! One might as well have been named Morkin for all the covert it afforded! So matters went on, till one day in the middle of January the silver-roan palfrey and its rider were missing at the tryst.
Val's thick dark lashes concealed his eyes, but a slight grimace appeared on his wide mouth, and he muttered: "I suppose you mean my Dad!" "Yes," said Soames; "I'm afraid it depends on whether he continues to be a drag or not;" and said no more, letting the boy dream it over. But Val was also dreaming in those days of a silver-roan palfrey and a girl riding it.
She had been even prettier than he had thought her yesterday, on her silver-roan, long-tailed 'palfrey'; and it seemed to him, self-critical in the brumous October gloaming and the outskirts of London, that only his boots had shone throughout their two-hour companionship.
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