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This terrible woman would force Miss Brump upon him. He was powerless in her hands. He was in chains. "Does it not?" poked Miss Ram. "Rather," said George. "Oh, rather." "Very good. I congratulate your uncle upon obtaining this estimable young woman. She should call here in a few minutes. You can then make final arrangements. Meanwhile, this form "
George hurled himself free from this hypnotic panic. Anything must be done to shake off this intolerable Brump. "One moment," he said. "I had forgotten " "Well?" "What colour is Miss Brump's hair?" "Her what?" "Hair. Her hair." "How extraordinary! Brown." George effected an admirable start. He echoed: "Brown? Oh, not brown?" "Certainly. Brown." George mournfully shook his head. "Oh, dear!
"I am glad to hear that," Miss Ram announced. "You are hard to please. This is a most admirable young woman." George leaned forward with an expectant smile. Miss Ram read: "Miss Rosa Brump " George's smile died. An "Eh?" was startled out of him. "Brump," said Miss Ram testily. "Brump. B-r-u-m-p, Brump." George said "Oh!"; ran a finger around the inside of his collar.
Miss Ram read on, emphasising the Brumps with the suggestion of a ball bouncing from rock to rock: "Miss Rosa Brump; aged 21; daughter of the late Selwyn Agburn Brump, barrister-at-law. Companion to Miss Victoria Shuttle of Shuttle Hall, Shuttle, Lines, until that lady's death. The late Miss Shuttle dying suddenly, Miss Brump has no reference from her.
What that reference would have been, however, is clearly evidenced by the fact that in her will Miss Shuttle bequeathed 'to my faithful companion Rosa Brump, her terra-cotta bust of the late Loomis Shuttle, Esq., J.P., inventor of the Shuttle liquid manure." Miss Ram wagged a finger at George. "That speaks for itself," she said. George did not answer. He was in a confusion of fear.
As I was saying, the brown-haired child, he took to drink. It is most painful. Died in a madhouse. My uncle, head of the family, reeled beneath the stigma reeled. Vowed from that day that he would never let a brown-haired person cross his threshold." George wiped his streaming face; sat back with a sigh. Miss Brump was buried. Miss Ram's next words caused him to start in his seat.
How unfortunate! I'm afraid Miss Brump will not suit, Miss Ram. My uncle extraordinary foible has a violent objection to brown hair. He will not have it in the house." "Unheard of!" Miss Ram snapped. "Unheard of!" George rubbed together his sweating palms; blundered on. "None the less a fact," he said impressively. He dropped his voice. "It is a very sad story. He had fifteen brothers "
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