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Updated: June 17, 2025
"What's your name, do you say?" asked the captain, lowering his ear, "Bilberry?" "Dulberry, I say," replied the other angrily: "Samuel Dulberry, late twist manufacturer in Manchester." "Dulberry is it? Why, Dulberry, then: what, man! I'll not rob you of it. Now, Dulberry, I'll tell you what: you're in luck; you've not got such a d -d hulk of a body to take care of as I have.
It was Saturday morning, fortunately, and on Saturday her visits to the Bilberry mansion were dispensed with, so she was quite at liberty to seat herself by the fire, with Tod in her arms, and recount the events of the evening. Somehow or other, she had almost regarded him as a special charge from the first. She had always been a favorite with him, as she was a favorite with most children.
She understood his numerous other peculiarities pretty thoroughly, but she did not understand his jealousy, for the simple reason that she had never been jealous in her life. "Tell the cabman to drive on," she said, with a flourish. "There is balm to be found even in Bilberry."
What are we to do with her?" "Mr. Gowan is very fond of her, in a way," said Aimée. "If he did not care a little for you " "I wish he did not!" sighed Dolly. "But it serves me right," with candor. "He would never have thought of me again if I well, if I had n't found things so dreadfully dull at that Bilberry clan gathering." "'If," moralized Aimée, significantly.
Though they had some general idea of their direction, they did not really know where they were walking, and stumbled blindly on through heather and bilberry bushes, over stones and rocks, only feeling that they were going downhill. It was very slow progress.
"That in return for managing my life, you give me some indication of how you're going to manage your own!" Helena fell back on the bilberry stalk, to gain time. "Because " resumed Peter "it's quite clear the Beechmark situation is all bust up. Philip's got an idiot-boy to look after with Cynthia Welwyn in constant attendance. I don't see any room for you there, Helena!"
Had anyone suggested that he cared twopence whether Miss Foster was there or not, he would have replied with warm sincerity that he did not care three halfpence, nor two straws, nor a bilberry, nor even a jot. 'Well, cried Mark Snyder, with his bluff and jolly habit of beginning interviews in the middle, and before the caller had found opportunity to sit down.
But the waning gold of the sunset as he jumped the wall on to the moor made the whole autumnal earth about him, and the whole side of the Scout, one splendour. Such browns and pinks among the withering ling; such gleaming greens among the bilberry leaf; such reds among the turning ferns; such fiery touches on the mountain ashes overhanging the Red Brook!
"You know it will be an awful bore, Dolly. Those Bilberry clan gatherings always are. You have said so yourself often enough." "Of course I have," returned Dolly. "And of course it will be, but it would be dreadfully indiscreet to let the Bilberry element know I thought so. The Bilberry doors once closed against us, where is our respectability, and Phil's chance of success among the Philistines?
"The professor with the lumpy face poor, pale darling I mean you, not him," explained the eldest Miss Bilberry, clinging to her ex-governess as if she was afraid of seeing her float through the open window.
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