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More to their taste was the performance of Mr. Binks, who was with difficulty persuaded to sit on the platform, where, after fixing his eye on the remotest corner of the ceiling, he began by giving himself a circular twist on his chair and, moving his arm as though he were gently whipping a horse, started with a prolonged "Oh-o-o!" and then stopped, coughed, cogitated, and, gathering courage from the ceiling, started again with a more emphatic
Why art thou taking thy cross so easily, when thou knowest the unsettled controversy the Lord still has with thee? 'Hall binks are slippery, wrote stern old Knockbrex, challenging his old minister for his too great joy.
Slowly, surely, it faded, until the little home it had gladdened and made fair was empty and dark, like the hearts left sorrowing. Long years ago though it was since the blow had fallen, still not yet was the wound healed over. Behind the austere front and grim temper of old Binks, the memory of his maid Bessie lived fresh and fragrant as the girl herself had been.
There was a good deal of forcibly put justice in the suggestive question of Binks, and for a few seconds Alick, nonplussed, kept silence, swinging his feet a little faster under the fire of the sharp, light eyes that glinted from beneath the old man's bushy eyebrows. 'But but, I say, it's Price's business to teach. That's what he has got to do, you know! he stammered out at last, rather uneasily.
True the second bark seemed in the nature of an apology; but damn it, one must do something. . . . "You've come," said Vane, and with the sight of her every other thought left his head. "My dear but it's good of you. . . ." "Didn't you expect me?" she asked coming into the room. Still with the same faint smile, she turned to Binks. "Hullo, old fellow," she said.
What d'ye mean? A furious red flush rose on Alick's cheeks, and he glared back into the face of the bent old man, who stood still so fixedly regarding himself. 'Mean? Why, just what I'm a-sayin' of! was the calm rejoinder. 'I've heard tell, went on Binks, undisturbed by Alick's wrathful looks, 'as Muster Price is the son of a reverend genelman as was pretty high up in the Church.
"To see you, sir. She said that she had rung up the depot, and the man who answered said you were on leave. . . ." "He would," said Vane, grimly. "So she came here," Mrs. Green paused, and watched him with a motherly eye; then she busied herself needlessly over the fire. "I found her with Binks in her arms and she seemed just miserable. 'Oh! can't you tell me where he is, Mrs. Green? she said.
It's hard-earned money, Miss Granger, when all's said and done." Sophia turned the eyes of reproof upon Mrs. Binks. "I did not think it was the money you cared for," she said; "I thought it was the honour you valued most."
Splutters and Shutters scrambled to meet the visitors, barking out hospitality in their customary violent fashion. Behind them hobbled Binks, eager to help 'Miss Theedory' fasten up the boat, privately sceptical of the young lady's capacity to do so. 'Oh, Binks!
"Jerry's dead ghost Stood by the bed-post," with an imitation of the Irish brogue which everybody admitted was singularly "like the real thing," Mr. Binks had risen in public estimation, and his name was put down on the committee.
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