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Even the servants!... Three and four times a day, and notes in between, to know how the beast was. Hang it all, don't laugh! And wanting to send me flowers and goldfish. Do I look as if I wanted goldfish? Attley commands more trust, goodwill, and affection than most men, for he is that rare angel, an absolutely unselfish bachelor, content to be run by contending syndicates of zealous friends.
'Else what made you drive that man literally into her arms? 'To ask after the dog Harvey, I replied. 'Then, what's the beast doing here? Attley demanded, for Malachi and the dog Harvey were deep in a council of the family with Bettina, who was being out-argued. 'Oh, Harvey seemed to think himself de trop where he was, I said. 'And she hasn't sent after him.
'He used to look at me like that at first, said Attley, with a visible shudder, 'but he gave it up after a bit. It's only because you're new to him. 'But, confound you! he's a ghoul I began. 'And when he gets quite well, you'll send him back to her direct with your love, and she'll give you some pretty four-tailed goldfish, said Mrs. Godfrey, rising. 'That's all settled. Car, please.
Attley, being by wealth, position, and temperament guardian to all lame dogs, had put everything aside for this unsavoury job, and, he asserted, Miss Sichliffe had virtually lived with him ever since. 'She went home at night, of course, he exploded, 'but the rest of the time she simply infested the premises. Goodness knows, I'm not particular, but it was a scandal.
Attley will ask you all about this. For the first time she laughed aloud. 'I'm afraid I frightened him nearly out of the county. I didn't think, of course. But I dare say he knows by this time he was wrong. Say good-bye to Harvey. 'Good-bye, old man, I said. 'Give me a farewell stare, so we shall know each other when we meet again.
Miss Sichliffe had nursed him herself for some time; then she carried him in her arms the two miles to Mittleham, and wept actually wept at Attley's feet, saying that Harvey was all she had or expected to have in this world, and Attley must cure him.
Sure enough, there was Malachi back again in spirit as well as flesh, but still with that odd air of expectation he had picked up from Harvey. It was in January that Attley wrote me that Mrs.
'I think I'd like that sandy-pied one, she said. 'Oh, not him, Miss Sichliffe! Attley cried. 'He was overlaid or had sunstroke or something. They call him The Looney in the kennels. Besides, he squints. 'I think that's rather fetching, she answered. Neither Malachi nor I had ever seen a squinting dog before. 'That's chorea St. Vitus's dance, Mrs. Godfrey put in.
Then he dismissed his yacht, and became an inconspicuous passenger in a cabin opposite to mine, on the port side. We ran at once into early British spring weather, followed by sou'west gales. Mrs. Godfrey, Milly, and the nurses disappeared. Attley stood it out, visibly yellowing, till the next meal, and followed suit, and Shend and I had the little table all to ourselves.
'He's had distemper, but I'm going abroad. 'Take him with you. I won't have him. He's mentally afflicted. 'Look here, Attley almost shouted, 'do I strike you as a fool? 'Always, said I. 'Well, then, if you say so, and Ella says so, that proves I ought to go abroad. 'Will's wrong, quite wrong, Mrs. Godfrey interrupted; 'but you must take the pup.
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