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"You fellows would have to be grabbed by the scruff of the neck and kicked into Eden, I reckon, even if the snake was killed and flung over the fence, and the fruit offered up on silver platters. The man who hasn't eaten one of Algy's dinners isn't fit to live. The man who refuses to eat one better begin right now on his prayers."
"Algy's afraid you'll balk at the dance; so he wants to please you however he can," remarked the round faced youth. "You won't mind being left alone, will you?" "We prefer it, sir," answered the Major, stiffly. "You see, we're going to have a rare lark this afternoon," continued Stubby, confidentially. "Usually it's pretty dull here, and all we can do is ride and hunt play cards and quarrel.
"What sort of crossing did you have, mother?" Lady Underhill winced. A current of air had sent the perfume of Algy's cigar playing about her nostrils. She closed her eyes, and her face turned a shade paler. Freddie, observing this, felt quite sorry for the poor old thing.
Slowly it saps the foundations of his being. But Algy has always loved life, and had a strong hold on it; neither will he let go his hold on it now, without a tough struggle; and so the war is long and bitter, and we that fight on Algy's side are weak and worn out. Sometimes the silence of the night is broken by the boy's voice calling strongly and loudly for Zéphine.
With a light heart he went down town with Algy's watch and sovereigns in his pocket. He did not return till daylight, when he awoke his wife with bad news. "Can't give the boy up," he said. "I moskenoed his block and tackle, and blued it in the school." In other words, he had pawned the boy's watch and chain, and had lost the proceeds at pitch and toss.
And James Argyle got quite tipsy, and said to Aaron: "But, my boy, don't let yourself be led astray by the talk of such people as Algy. Beware of them, my boy, if you've a soul to save. If you've a soul to save!" And he swallowed the remains of his litre. Algy's nose trembled a little, and his eyes blinked. "And if you've a soul to LOSE," he said, "I would warn you very earnestly against Argyle."
For Barbara has entered, and is standing silently listening. The roses in her cheeks have paled, indeed, and her blue eyes look large and frightened; but, unlike me, she makes no crying fuss. With noiseless dispatch she arranges every thing for our departure. Neither will she hear of Algy's dying. He will get better.
Van said: "If you two old idiots don't do the lion and the lamb act pretty pronto I'll send you both to the poor house." They had entered the hay-yard, among the mules and horses. Gettysburg promptly reached down, laid hold of Napoleon, and kissed him violently upon the nose. Napoleon wept. Evening had come. The two fell asleep in Algy's tent, locked in each other's arms.
It's not the question whether he gets into debt, but whether he does mischief with what he spends. If Algy's a bad fish, Ned's a bit of a serpent; damned clever, no doubt. I suppose, you wouldn't let him marry old Fleming's daughter, now, if he wanted to?" "Who is Fleming?" Sir William thundered out. "Fleming's the father of the girl. I'm sorry for him.
If it were Bobby that were coming, my mind would be weighted by the thought of the repression his spirits would need, but Algy's mirth is several shades less violent, and Barbara is never jarringly joyful. So I change my dress, bathe my face, make my maid retwist my hair, and prepare to be chastenedly and moderately glad to see them.
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