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The Mayor is Suleiman Effendi, the same gentleman mentioned at some length by Colonel Burnaby in his "On Horseback Through Asia Minor," and one of his first questions is whether I am acquainted with "my friend Burnaby, whose tragic death in the Soudan will never cease to make me feel unhappy."
"I hope," he said, "my story hasn't depressed you too much. Burnaby's was really worse, you know. Well, I must be going." He turned to Mrs. Malcolm. "You are one of the few women who can make me sit up late." He bade each in turn good-night in his suave, charming, slightly Hebraic manner. To Burnaby he said: "Thank you for the music. Improvisation is perhaps the happiest of gifts."
Again he gave the enemy in the earthwork, and within a few yards of him, both barrels, and retreated a few steps down to re-load. The Soudanese followed to the top of the parapet, but the moment one of them showed his head above it he was shot by the soldiers close below. Directly he had got fresh cartridges in, Colonel Burnaby stepped back to his old place, and added another brace to his bag.
"How ridiculously young the world gets every spring!" she said. Mrs. Ennis arranged herself before the fire. "Now," she said to Burnaby, "you sit directly opposite. And you" she indicated Pollen "sit here. And Mimi, you there. So!" She nodded to Burnaby. "Begin!" He laughed deprecatingly. "You make it portentous," he objected. "It isn't much of a story; it's it's really only a parable."
She remembered now that she had always felt that way with Burnaby; she had always felt as if he were bringing news of pine forests and big empty countries she had never seen but could dimly imagine. It was very exciting. Burnaby paused and looked about the room doubtfully, then he chuckled and came forward. "I haven't seen anything like this for three years," he said.
One could smell the snowy February night still about him. "I'm so sorry," he said. "You broke down, I suppose," said Mrs. Malcolm, "or the noon train from Washington was late for the first time in six years. What do you do in Washington, anyway? Moon about the Smithsonian?" "No," said Burnaby, as he sank into a chair and unfolded his napkin.
Then arose the thought that with weakness she should lose all chance of expressing a wish, and, obtaining pencil and paper, she began to write a charge to her mother and sister to provide for Mary Morris; but in the midst there came over her the remembrance of the papers that she had placed in Mauleverer's hands the title-deeds of the Burnaby Bargain; an estate that perhaps ought to be bringing in as much as half the rental of the property.
Serjeant Burnaby, though astute, was not specially brisk by nature; but on this Friday morning Mr. Joram was very brisk indeed. There was a certain Mr. Cavity, who had acted as agent for Westmacott, and who, if anybody on the Westmacott side had been so guilty, had been guilty in the matter of Glump's absence. Perhaps we should not do justice to Mr.
DEAR BOY: I was extremely pleased with the account which you gave me in your last, of the civilities that you received in your Swiss progress; and I have written, by this post, to Mr. Burnaby, and to the 'Avoyer, to thank them for their parts.
Now that she saw it, her zeal to "pay," by doing penance in public, became tragic and farcical at once. The absurdity of making satisfaction to Mrs. Rodman and Mrs. Clay, to Fanny Burnaby and the Brown girls, by calling in the law, when less suffering to her father at least would give them actual cash, was not the least element in her humiliation.
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