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Updated: May 11, 2025
"Will you listen when I speak burrrr!" and he thumped his fist on the table. Poor Lady Katherine almost jumped, and the china rattled. "Forgive me, Anderson," she said, humbly; "you were saying ?" "Campion has thrown me over," glared Mr. Montgomerie. "Then I have perhaps the very thing for you," Lady Katherine said, in a relieved way, returning to her letters.
Yesterday they put their hands in the honey-dish which Mr. "Alexander, dearie," Mary said. "Alec must have his mouth wiped." Poor Mr. Mackintosh had to get up and leave his breakfast, catch these imps, and employ his table-napkin in vain. "Take 'em up-stairs, do burrrr," roared their fond grandfather. "Oh, father, the poor darlings are not really naughty," Mary said, offended.
Lady Katherine had been skirting round this subject for a quarter of an hour. I only said yes, but that was not enough, and, once started, he asked a string of questions, with "Burrrr" several times in between. Was Mr. Carruthers going to shoot the pheasants in November? Had he decided to keep on the chef? Had he given up diplomacy?
"Capital stuff to begin the day burrrr," he says. Lord Robert could not find anything he wanted, it seemed. Every one was peevish. Lady Katherine has a way of marshalling people on every occasion; she reminds me of a hen with chickens, putting her wings down and clucking and chasing till they are all in a corner. And she is rather that shape, too, very much rounded in front.
Montgomerie warmed himself before the fire, quite shielding it from us, who shivered on a row of high-backed chairs beyond the radius of the hearth-rug. He has a way of puffing out his cheeks and making a noise like "Burrrr," which sounds very bluff and hearty until you find he has said a mean thing about some one directly after.
Burrrr!" came from outside, and there were steps as if somebody were rushing towards the door to chase the intruder away.
Montgomerie wanting to swear at me, though it was only a minute past a quarter to eight. He said "Burrrr" several times, and flew off to the dining-room with me tucked under his arm, murmuring it gave no cook a chance to keep the dinner waiting. So I expected something wonderful in the way of food, but it is not half so good as our chef sent up at Branches.
Montgomerie's attention, and he began to "burrrr," and hardly gave me time to read it before he commenced to ask questions apropos of the place, to get me to say what the letter was about. He is a curious man. "Carruthers is a capital fellow, they tell me er. You had better ask him over quietly, Katherine, if he is all alone at Branches" this with one eye on me in a questioning way.
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