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No vocabulary of the Servants' Hall could have encompassed the fine phrase grand seigneur, but, when Mrs. Blayne and the rest talked of him in their least resentful and more amiable moods, they unconsciously made efforts to express the quality in him which these two words convey. He had ways of his own. Men that paid a pretty woman's bills and kept her going in luxury, Jennings and Mrs.
BLAYNE. Well, look here anyhow. If it's like that as you say I say fifty. CURTISS. I say fifty. MACKESY. I go twenty better. DOONE. Bloated Croesus of the Bar! I say fifty. Jervoise, what do you say? Hi! Wake up! JERVOISE. Eh? What's that? What's that? CURTISS. We want a hundred rupees from you. You're a bachelor drawing a gigantic income, and there's a man in a hole. JERVOISE. What man?
"I'd say that a mother's the one that you belong to and that's fond of you, even if she does keep you straight," she put in. "Her mother isn't fond of her and doesn't keep herself straight," said Jennings. "So that wouldn't do." "And she doesn't slap her head or teach her to do kitchen maid's work," put in Mrs. Blayne, "so yours is no use, Mr. Jennings, and neither is mine.
CURTISS. Then we're pretty certain to have a heavy go of it. Heigho! I shouldn't mind changing places with Gaddy for a while. 'Sport with Amaryllis in the shade of the Town Hall, and all that. Oh, why doesn't somebody come and marry me, instead of letting me go into cholera camp? MACKESY. Ask the Committee. CURTISS. You ruffian! You'll stand me another peg for that. Blayne, what will you take?
BLAYNE. Gaddy has money lucky devil. Place at Home, too. DOONE. He comes of first-class stock. No offence to you, Blayne. But Gaddy was such a superior animal as a rule. Why didn't he go Home and pick his wife there? MACKESY. They are all alike when they come to the turn into the straight. About thirty a man begins to get sick of living alone
Blayne, the cook, "she don't interfere and he pays the bills prompt. That'll do ME instead of commandments. If you'll believe me, my mother told me that in them Queen Victoria days ladies used to inquire about cold meat and ask what was done with the dripping. Civilisation's gone beyond that commandments or no commandments."
Carringford and Amy were clinging together and facing the dapper, voluble, little lawyer in the kitchen. Amy was sobbing excitedly; but her mother said firmly: "Abel Strout is at the root of this " "I assure you," said the lawyer politely, "my client is Mrs. Blayne. I have nothing to do with Abel Strout." "He is at the root of it, nevertheless," said Mrs. Carringford confidently.
MACKESY. All the Station knows it. ANTHONY. 'I suppose I shall have to die here, he said, squirming all across the bed. He's quite made up his mind to Kingdom Come. And I know he has nothing more than a wet-weather tummy if he could only keep a hand on himself. BLAYNE. That's bad. That's very bad. Poor little Miggy. Good little chap, too. I say ANTHONY. What do you say?
Markyn was pulling your leg. Not GADDY! Verily, verily, I say unto thee. Theodore, the gift o' God! Our Phillup! It's been given out up above. Women will give out anything. What does accused say? BLAYNE. Markyn told me that he congratulated him warily one hand held out, t'other ready to guard. Gaddy turned pink and said it was so. CURTISS. Poor old Gaddy! They all do it. Who's she?
"If you consider that you have a case against him you will have to go to court with him. Ahem! An expensive matter, my dear madam, I assure you. Probably the man who sold to you had every reason to believe he had a clear title. It has passed through several hands since Peter Blayne died, as I say. "I cannot advise you as to that, ma'am," pursued the lawyer.
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