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Boddington, and slid as easily into the desultory gossip that was going on. Diana had instantly joined herself to the little band of workers at the camp fire. Only one or two had cared to take the trouble and responsibility of the feast; it was just what Diana craved.
Boddington; "somebody might give us a slap, you know, when we don't expect it, and it's best to be ready; and so, Evan Knowlton'll be one o' them that has to stand somewhere with his musket to his shoulder, and look after a lot o' powder behind him all the while." "Du tell! if it takes four years to learn 'em to du that," said Miss Babbage, the doctor's sister.
Now, a minister had ought to know what he means, whether any one else does or not, and I like a minister that makes me know what he means." "Why, Mrs. Boddington," said Mrs. Flandin, "I didn't know as you cared anything about religion, one way or another." "I've got to go to church, Mrs. Flandin; and I'd a little rayther be kep' awake while I'm there without pinching my fingers. I'd prefer it."
Boddington, looking towards the place where the frills and rufflings of Miss Masters' drapery stirred in the breeze, with the long light tresses of her unbound hair. The breeze was partly of her own making, as she stirred and turned and tossed her head in talking with Mr. Knowlton; the only one of the company whom she would talk with, indeed. The farmer took a good look at her.
"There was an owl up in one of our elm-trees one night," began Mrs. Starling. "Du tell! so nigh's that!" said Mrs. Barry from her corner. " And I took up Josiah's gun and meant to shoot him; but I didn't." "He was awful tiresome there!" exclaimed Mrs. Boddington. "What's the use of pretendin' he warn't? Nobody couldn't mind what his sermons was about; I don't believe as he knew himself.
Boddington said a single zealous and intelligent woman, who could obey orders, was as good as a number, or better. He then went gently to the bedside, and his experience told him at once that the patient was in labor. He told the attendant so, and gave her his directions. ME. ROLFE reached Bellevue House in time to make a hasty toilet, and dine with Dr. Suaby in his private apartments.
"She thought she was the only one," said Mrs. Boddington. A subject was started now which was fruitful enough to keep all tongues busy; and whether biscuits or opinions had the most lively circulation for some time thereafter it would be hard to say.
Sir Charles bolted a mouthful or two of breakfast, and then dashed off in a hansom to 119 Gloucester Place. There was a bill in the window, "To be let, furnished. Apply to Parker & Ellis." He knocked at the door. Nobody came. Knocked again. A lugubrious female opened the door. "Lady Bassett?" "Don't live here, sir. House to be let." Sir Charles went to Mr. Boddington and told him. Mr.
"This time it shall be Lady Betty Boddington." "Married or single, Bulstrode?" inquired Billings, as I thought with some little point. "No matter which, so long as she be a beauty and a toast. I believe it is now my privilege to call on a lady, and I beg a gentleman from Miss Wallace."
I heard Kate Boddington telling mother, as we came out of church, that she felt as cheap as dirt, with all her silk dress and new bonnet; and Mrs. Carpenter, who was close by, said she felt there wasn't a bit of her that would bear looking at." "What did your mother say?" "Nothing. She didn't understand it, she said." "And, Di, how did you feel?" "I don't think I felt anything, mother."
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