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'Dear old Fee, when the whole treat is owing to him! 'It is a tidy little lark for a Blunderbore to have thought of, said Edgar. 'Tis a good sort of giant after all, poor fellow! 'Poor! said Cherry indignantly. 'Oh, you mean what Papa said that he is the greatest loser of us all. I wonder what made him talk in that way? He never did before.
The next morning, with two bandboxes tied up in silk handkerchiefs, and a hair trunk, I turned my back upon Minerva Cottage forever. Blunderbore Hall, the seat of James Rawjester, Esq., was encompassed by dark pines and funereal hemlocks on all sides. The wind sang weirdly in the turrets and moaned through the long-drawn avenues of the park.
Old Blunderbore went well on the whole, not counting a few minor ailments of second childhood which attacked him occasionally when he saw a stiff hill ahead, or when he had heard me say I was in a hurry. The Vannecks were perfection as chaperons, not through supernatural tact and unselfishness, but because Maud feared the effect upon Fred of too much Barrie.
This, as might be expected, had the desired effect, and the baby was silenced, not, however, until Whackinta had twice called down the hole in a hoarse whisper: "That'll do, Davie; stop, man, stop!" Then, sitting down on the hummock which Blunderbore had just left and from behind which he was now eagerly watching her, she began to weep.
West, but they must have talked things over with each other or Sir S., for Blunderbore was vibrating healthily between the Gray Dragon and the Red Prince. I could have jumped for joy when I saw Blunderbore, and kissed him on his bonnet.
The only pauses were at the sight of an accordion in a shop window labelled at so low a price, that Felix ventured on it for Theodore; and again when Edgar insisted on stuffing his pockets with bon-bons for the babes, as antidotes, he said, to the Blunderbore diet. 'I beg to observe, it was not Blunderbore that lived on hasty- pudding. That was the Welsh giant, said Felix. 'Ay!
If every little flirtation on the part of your Geschwister is to produce this effect, there won't be much left of you by the time it comes to Stella. 'What meaning do you attach to the words "little flirtation?" 'When the head of the family puts the question in that solemn tone, how is it to be answered? Bless me, Blunderbore, such a countenance can only proceed from being smitten yourself!
Cornish giants, thought the latter, might be rude and brutal, but duplicity was foreign to their character; it was not Blunderbore, but Jack the Giant-killer, who dug pitfalls, and pretended to swallow what he only put in a bag.
'O Felix, you don't want to change? cried Cherry. 'No, he said; but it was a 'no' in a tone she did not understand. The change he saw that hardship was working was that from which he recoiled. 'That's like you, Blunderbore, said Edgar.
'Dear old Blunderbore, said Edgar, affectionately; 'what comes naturally to you, No. 1, letter A, in a flock of girls and boys, can't be the same when one has got out into this wicked world. Go on in your own groove, and leave me to my aberrations. Don't vex yourself, old fellow.
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