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And Bettany retired ceremoniously in favour of Yerkes, who hearing voices had come out of his den. "I have come to ask for some fresh milk for a baby in the emigrant car," said the stranger. "Looks sick, and the mother's been crying. They've only got tinned milk in the restaurant and the child won't touch it." "Sorry it's that particular, sir. But I've got only what I want."
They don't come poaching on my ground. I say, look out! Do yer call that bacon, or buffaler steaks?" And Yerkes rushed upon his subordinate, Bettany, who was cutting the breakfast bacon with undue thickness, and took the thing in hand himself.
But the worst trial came one day when she was present at a committee meeting for a war-relief benefit and that fiend of a Pet Bettany proposed that one of the numbers should be Miss Silsby's troupe of Greek dancers. She asked if anybody had any objections, and when nobody spoke she turned to Kedzie and dared to ask her if she had ever seen the dancers.
Winnsboro expected her guests to bring their own plans and take care of themselves. They were marooned. When the last malingerer arrived with yawns still unfinished, Prissy seized upon a temporary hush and began to laugh. Pet Bettany, who was always sullen before luncheon, grumbled: "What ails you, Priss? Just seeing some joke you heard last night?" Priss snapped, "I was thinking."
John Murray has referred to this love of mystery on the part of his father’s friend, and also to his moody and variable temperament; while Mr. G. T. Bettany has related how he enjoyed creating a sensation by riding about on a fine Arab horse which he brought home with him from Turkey in 1844.
Jim's name had given her entry to places and sets whence nobody quite had the courage or the authority to dismiss her. At Newport there was a very handsome fool named Jake Vanderveer, distantly related to the charming Van-der Veers as well as the Van der Veers. He was even more distantly related to his own wife at the time Kedzie met him. Pet Bettany had told Kedzie what a rotter Mrs.
"But keep away from Jake Vanderveer! and Pet Bettany! or or Send my nurse, please." She fell back gasping and Kedzie flew, in a fear that the old lady would die of a stroke and Kedzie be blamed for it forever. Kedzie was so blue and terrified that she had to send for Jake Vanderveer to keep from going crazy.
It made her scalp creep deliciously. She was rather tempted to goad him on to action. It would have a movie thrill. But the look faded from Jim's eye and the blaze of wrath dulled to a gray contempt. She was afraid that he might call her what she had once overheard Pet Bettany call her "A common little mucker." That sort of contempt seared like a splash of vitriol.
Charity Cheever, who chanced to be there, came to the rescue amazingly by turning the tables on the Bettany creature: "Anybody who ever saw you in a bathing-suit, Pet, would know that there were two good reasons why you were never one of the Silsbies." Charity could be cruel to be kind. Everybody roared at Pet, whose crooked shanks had kept her modest from the knees down, at least.
Bettany was a small man, with thin harrassed features and a fragment of beard, glib of speech towards everybody but Yerkes. "Your conductor got some milk, I think, from that cabin." "He did but only enough for ourselves. Sorry we can't oblige you." "All the same, I am going to beg some of it. May I speak to the gentleman?" "Mr. Gaddesden, sir, is dressing. The steward will attend to you."
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