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"Algy and Barbara were to have come to-day," reply I, feeling a covert resentment against something of faintly gibing in his tone, but being conscious that it is not perceptible enough to justify another snub, even if I had one ready, which I have not. "And they did not?"
You know the sort of thing. And then . . ." Freddie broke off and drained his glass. The recollection of that painful moment had made him feverish. Social difficulties always did. "Then what?" enquired Algy Martyn. "Well, it, was pretty rotten.
Gresley, "I lead too busy a life to be always poking my nose into other people's affairs, but I certainly never did expect that Lady Newhaven would have married Algy Pratt." "Ada and Selina say Algy and she have been attached for years: that is why the wedding is so soon only nine months and she is to keep her title, and they are going to live at Westhope.
Nay, I happen to know that she spoke very seriously to Trix, pointing out the wickedness of trifling with him; whereupon Trix, who maintained a bowing acquaintance with her conscience, avoided him for a whole afternoon and endangered all Algy Stanton's prudent resolutions by taking him out in the Canadian canoe. This demonstration in no way perturbed the curate.
"You left him at home, in fact!" says Algy, with a rather malicious smile, "out of harm's way, while you and the young friend marauded about the town together; it must have been very lively for him, poor man! Oh, fie! Nancy, fie!" "We did not do any thing of the kind," cry I, now thoroughly vexed and uncomfortable. "I wish you would not misunderstand things on purpose! there is not any fun in it!
You'll lose nothing not even a reputation. You may lose a SOUL, of course. But that's a detail, among such a hoard of banknotes and trouser-buttons. Ha-ha! What's a soul, to them ?" "What is it to you, is perhaps the more pertinent question," said Algy, flapping his eyelids like some crazy owl. "It is you who specialise in the matter of soul, and we who are in need of enlightenment "
With the exception of Toothless Jack, he has never had a near and familiar view of an authentic specimen. I therefore see him now regarding me with a reverent interest, not unmixed with awe. "I mean nothing so silly!" I answer, with lofty petulance. "I am a great deal too old for any such nonsense!" "There I go with you," says Algy, not without grandeur.
"How comfortable you look! how cold it is! Algy!!" For the enigma of the noise is solved. It was Algy who shuffled and scuffled yes, scuffled up from the low stool which he has evidently been sharing with the pretty shoes at Mrs. Huntley's feet, on to his long legs, on which he is now standing, not at all at ease. He does not answer.
So Featherbone shipped him over here, in charge of a family solicitor who hunted out this sequestered spot, bought a couple of thousand acres and built this hut. Then he went home and left Algy here to keep up the place on a paltry ten pounds fifty dollars a month." "Can he manage to do that?" asked Uncle John. "Why, he has to, you see.
When he drew away from her, he saw that neither Father Pat nor Mr. Perkins were watching them. "I'm ready, Algy," Cis tried to say it as casually as if she were going only to the corner. She joined Father Pat and One-Eye at the door. Now it was Mr. Perkins's turn. He came over and held out a hand. You know you're not losing a sister; you're gaining a brother."
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