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He reached home, washed off the cares of the day and the reek of black gunpowder together in a warm bath, dressed himself with more than ordinary spruceness, and was descending the stair on his way to Bias's garden, when at the foot of them he was amazed to find Mrs Bowldler, seated and rocking herself to and fro with her apron cast over her head.
"He he said yesterday as he'd g-give me the sack the next time he saw my eyes red." "Well, I must take 'em their tea myself, I suppose," said Mrs Bowldler, who had a kind heart. "No, Palmerston, your eyes are not fit. But you see how I'm situated?" she appealed to Fancy. "Do you usually let them ring for tea?" Fancy asked. "No, child.
Such was Mrs Bowldler: and her housekeeping, no less vigilant than romantic, protected our two friends from a thousand small domestic cares. "Committee-meeting, to-night?" asked 'Bias. "Eight o'clock: to settle up details mark-boats, handicap, and the like. . . . It's a wonder to me," said Cai reflectively, "how this regatta has run on, year after year.
Fancy prompted her impatiently, while Captain Cai stepped out to the front door in quest of the apparition. "He had on a great black hat. I thought 'twas Death itself come after me!" While Mrs Bowldler paused to take breath and record her further emotions, Captain Cai, reaching the front door, threw it open, looked out into the roadway, and recoiled with a start.
He informed Mrs Bowldler that he would dine and sup alone. "Which the joint to-day is a goose," protested that lady; "and one more difficult to halve at short notice I don't know, for my part." "You must do the best you can." He vouchsafed no other reply. Mrs Bowldler considered this problem all the rest of the morning.
She felt sure now of his genius. "We must feel our way," said Palmerston; "I believe in flyin' as high as you like so long as you're on safe ground. Of course," he went on, "there is a danger. I don't know who really lives in Grovener Square at Number 20; but they're almost sure not to be called Delauncy, and so there's no real hurt to their feelin's." "Mrs Bowldler might know."
When I was a girl in my teens," pursued Mrs Bowldler, luckily discovering that the second teapot had no water in it, and hastening to the kettle, "we learnt out of a Child's Compendium about a so-called ancient god of the name of Mercury, whence the stuff they put into barometers to go up for fine weather.
"That's two shilling short o' nineteen pound," said Captain Hunken. "I thank you, sir" Mrs Bowldler made obeisance "but I have an attachment to guineas." She identified herself with her employers by speaking of them in the first person plural: "No, we do not dress for dinner.
But it was less ticklish anyhow than to broach the subject uppermost in the minds of both; and Cai opened on it with a sense of respite, if not of relief. "By the way," said he, lighting his pipe and crossing his legs, "I had a chat with Mrs Bowldler before supper. It seems she has taken a dislike to the bird."
He turned sternly upon Mrs Bowldler. But Mrs Bowldler, setting down a dish of poached eggs, had noted his glance and anticipated his question. "Which," said she, "I am obliged to you, sir, and prompter Captain Hunken could not have behaved.
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