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'It's your play, Carnaby, says I. 'Why then, says the Marquis, 'why then, says he, 'look out for fouling! says he, cool as a cucumber, curse me! Highly dramatic, Beverley could have heard a pin drop curse me if you couldn't! End of it was they arranged a meeting of course, and I was Carnaby's second, but " "Was?" repeated the Marquis.
She opened the door, and closing it gently behind her, she stood beside Carnaby's bed and looked at him, intently and haggardly. Mrs. de Tracy's was a singular character, as Mark Lavendar had said. The circumstances of her widowhood with its heavy responsibilities had perhaps hardly been fair to her.
He tried vainly to see what else he could have done, yet felt that another man would have faced the situation to better purpose. One resolve, at all events, he had brought out of it: Hugh Carnaby's reference to Alma declared the common-sense view of a difficulty which ought to be no difficulty at all, and put an end to vacillation.
I'll trouble you for the mustard, Dick." The Viscount. "Yes; I suppose they would." Barnabas. "Some probably do especially men with an eye for fine women." "Pray, what mean you by that?" Barnabas. "Your friend Carnaby undoubtedly does." "Carnaby! Why what the devil put him into your head? Carnaby's never seen her." Barnabas. "Indeed, I think it rather more than likely." "Carnaby!
'Hugh forgives me, like a good boy; and you, I know, not only forgive, but sympathise. Of course, not a word passed with reference to Hugh Carnaby's business; Redgrave's name was not mentioned. Sibyl, one felt, would decline to recognise, in her own drawing-room, the gross necessities of life. Had bankruptcy been impending, she would have ignored it with the same perfection of repose.
"Ah, yes the horses!" said Barnabas thoughtfully. "How is your arm now, Dick?" "A bit stiff, but otherwise right as a trivet, Bev. But now about yourself, my dear fellow, what on earth possessed you to lay Carnaby such a bet? What a perfectly reckless fellow you are! Of course the money is as good as in Carnaby's pocket already, not to mention Chichester's damn him!
When Lavendar announced that he had to leave Stoke Revel, two pairs of eyes, Miss Smeardon's and Carnaby's, instantly looked at Robinette to see how she received the news, but she only smiled at the moment. She was just beginning her breakfast, and like the famous Charlotte, "went on cutting bread and butter," without any sign of emotion. "Hurrah!" thought the boy.
He put into Mr Tooke's mouth the words which were oftenest heard from him, "Proceed, gentlemen;" and into Mr Carnaby's, "Hold your din." Firth was too busy with his sense-verses to mind the little boys, as they giggled, with their heads close together, over Hugh's sheet of paper; but the usher was never too busy to be aware of any fun which might possibly concern his dignity.
He smiled at Hugh's scruple about occupying his room, and assured him that he was quite as well off in Mr. Carnaby's room, except that it was not so quiet as this, and therefore more fit for a person in health than for an invalid. Mr. Tooke not only brought up plenty of books from the school library, but lent Hugh some valuable volumes of prints from his own shelves.
"Aunt de Tracy, there is something at Stoke Revel I am very anxious to have if you will give it to me," said Robinette, as she came into the library a few minutes later. Mrs. de Tracy looked up from her knitting solemnly. "If it belongs to me, I shall no doubt be willing, as I know you would not ask for anything out of the common; but I own little here; nearly all is Carnaby's."
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