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Updated: June 19, 2025
He pushed an electric button, and almost ran from the room. "You see, sir," said Dick to Caldegard, "as we were coming home in the train from our little day out, poor Miss Caldegard was so tired that she said I must find her a fairy godmother directly we reached town. So I took her straight to the only lady of that rank whom I know. I dare say you know her too it's Lady Elizabeth Bruffin.
But Lady Elizabeth Bruffin pushed him back into it. "I will, of course," she said, and made for the front door so quickly that Charles only just had it open in time. As he told the butler before he slept that night, "It'd've done your kind heart good, Mr. Baldwin, to see how they were eating 'im with their eyes.
George Bruffin. He is famous for immeasurable wealth which he can't use and a few brains which he uses in all sorts of queer ways, and hasn't yet spent." He limped towards the two women. "Liz, dear," he went on, "please put her to bed. She's had the deuce and all of a day. She'll tell you, only don't let her talk too much." Lady Elizabeth nodded.
A confused chorus of protesting explanation, interwoven with the yapping cries and hysterical laughter of women, was all his answer. In a fresh surge of enthusiasm "Katie" drowned it. Then George Bruffin shouted almost, the servants felt, as if he might some day lose his temper. "How did this freak minstrel get in?" he roared. "Don't know, sir." "Who was on duty here?"
His brother bent over him. "The boy's fast asleep," he said. Finucane passed the card to Randal. "'George Bruffin," he read out. "Better ask him up, superintendent, if you don't mind." Sir Gregory had been feeling himself pushed aside. He had taken the sow, it seemed, by the wrong ear. And now, the great Bruffin and his millions!
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