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"My dear Miss Bibby, am I always to be doing you an injury?" he said. And at that instant there rolled away from Agnes Bibby's soul all the heaviness that had oppressed it, and the sun shone out. Of course, of course there was some mistake, he had never meant to take credit for her work! "Oh," she gasped, "it was a mistake, of course. You you sent them the wrong MS, that is all."
But at this point Miss Bibby's slender figure in its pale grey muslin was seen crossing the road, so the presents were hastily distributed, and four pairs of young eyes tried to outrival in brightness the just peeping stars of the early evening.
I believe all stout people are the same, a little weakness of the flesh, you know"; and Miss Kinross gave her visitor a smile so winning, so encouraging, that Miss Bibby's heart began to beat in its normal fashion again. "But first," continued Miss Kinross, "we will have some tea. Now don't say you have had yours, if there is one thing I dislike it is drinking my afternoon tea in solitary state."
There was no question in his mind but that she must be slender, for he himself and his sister were both stout. How Miss Bibby's heart would have leapt could she have known whose eyes were watching her as she walked perseveringly up and down, practising the early deep-breathing exercises that she maintained were so essential to health!
Up through the ferns came the thin note of Miss Bibby's cooee. "Coo-ee-ee," shouted Pauline instantly in return. Then looked a little troubled, for cooee was to be interpreted that all was well. "At all events it's not our fault," she said resignedly. A stout figure of vengeance was indeed coming along the path in the shape of Uncle Hugh.
And now there ran into Agnes Bibby's face a flood of colour, quite as delicate and beautiful as that which sometimes stained the fresh young skins of Dora and Beatrice. She felt so guilty she had thought what had she not thought?
But Larkin came along, Larkin, his auriferous hair glinting in the sun, Larkin, with his empty grocery basket swung on his rein arm, and a sheaf of papers under the other. Larkin came along. And the whole course of Miss Bibby's life was thereby changed. "Good-morning, ma'am," said the boy; "anything I can fetch yer down fer tea?" "No, thank you," said Miss Bibby.
And that after her deep-breathing exercises she always skipped backwards for five minutes, and after the skipping she lay down flat on the floor and kept lifting up her head in such a funny way. And of course this led to an account of Miss Bibby's eccentricities of diet, of which Kinross soon knew all that seemed worth knowing.
"Go on with your breakfast, Lynn," said Miss Bibby with as much calmness as she could muster, "sit down immediately, Muffie " for Muffie, excited by the unusual happening, had flown to the window to see where the rebel was heading for, "Max has forgotten himself, I am afraid." This was ever Miss Bibby's phrase ever her gentle optimism.
And now he swept all his own work out of the way and, sitting firmly down once more upon his chair from the kitchen, spread out upon his time-be desk, Miss Bibby's MS. He had read it through no less than three times. At the first reading he had laughed, indeed he had leaned back in his chair and fairly yelled with laughing.
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