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Buzz Clendenning stopped the car before the home of my Uncle, the General Robert, and we alighted from it together. I do not know how it is that I can put into words the beautiful feeling that rose from the inwardness of me as I stood in front of the home of my fathers in this far-away America.
Malachi saw her coming he was always in the room during the interludes and with an alacrity common to him when the distinguished little lady was present, drew up a low chair beside his mistress and stood behind it until she took her seat. Miss Clendenning smoothed out her skirt and settled herself with the movement of a pigeon filling her nest.
Temple do her the honor of placing on his sideboard an old Accomack County ham which her cook had baked that morning and which should have all the charm and flavor of the State which had given him birth " and last a huge basket of spring roses from Miss Virginia Clendenning, accompanied by a card bearing the inscription "You don't deserve them, you renegade," and signed "Your deserted and heart-broken sweetheart."
I do remember now that my father did not permit such a salutation from his brother officers, and I will not do so again, Monsieur Buzz Clendenning," I said as my cheeks became crimson with mortification and tears would have come over my eyes had my pride permitted. "This is what he meant you to do, Buzz, you duffer.
"I mean that there young lady belongs to the nobility herself." "Go on!" said Jimmie. "Straight!" said the other. "Her father's the earl of Skye-terrier, or some such damn place." "Aw, cut it out!" growled the little machinist for you never knew in dealing with these soldier-boys whether you were being "kidded" or not. "Did you ask her name?" "She told me it was Miss Clendenning."
"The old boy is a forty-two centimeter gun that fires at the mention of the lovely sex and doesn't stop until the ammunition gives out," said Mr. Buzz Clendenning as he slid into the seat of his slim gray racer beside me and started from the curb on high without a single kick of the engine.
Miss Clendenning knew whose grandmother it was, and knew and loved every tone in the canvas. It had hung in the Tilghman Manor-House for years and was one of its most precious treasures, but she did not intend to stop and discuss it now. "Mr. Crocker wants me to copy it just as soon as I draw a little better. Uncle John will let me, I know."
Buzz Clendenning adopted me in what he thought was my foreign weakness, as a small brother to be protected in his large heart. "I am very happy to so salute you instead of the duel," I made answer and did immediately put a kiss on his one cheek, expecting that he would return it upon my cheeks, first one and then another, as is the custom of comrades and officers in France. "Here, help!
And for a moment I let the woman rise superior to the raven attire and I looked back into those eyes, in which I saw the mystery of the dawn star, as would have gazed Roberta, Marquise of Grez and Bye, had she been attired in the white tulle and lace abandoned in that New York; then I beat her back down into my heart and gave him the smile of fealty that was his due from Robert Carruthers, his friend, along with one similar, to the fine young Buzz Clendenning, who at that moment came to my side and claimed my attention.
They are too busy there to be comfortable, and I do not like noisy, restless people. They give me a headache." "Oliver has met some charming people, he tells me," said Richard. "Mr. Slade took him into his own home and treated him quite like a son." "Of course he did; why not?" Miss Clendenning was erect now, her eyes snapping with roguish indignation.
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