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"I shall know next time," said Gard, and to Nance it was a fresh experience to think of some one going out of his way to be of possible service to her. Before the six weeks allowed by Sark law for the retraiting of the property had expired, Grannie and Mrs. Hamon put in their claims, and it became generally known that they would become the new owners of La Closerie, in place of John Guille.
Suppose we begin somewhere else, and try the Channel later on. It will be better if anything happened, you know to have the water warm." "Nonsense," said the captain cheerily; "we shall never be nearer the water than 2,000 feet. We'll dine in Paris to-morrow night, and I'll take you to the Closerie after dinner. It will do them good to see you there.
Nancy was eminently good-looking and a notable housewife, and she went into Tom Hamon's house of La Closerie with every hope and intention of making him happy. But, from the very first, little Tom set his face against her. It would be hard to say why. Nancy racked her brain for reasons, and could find none, and was miserable over it.
So they came through the other cottages to La Closerie, but the neighbours were all asleep, and those who woke at the sound of her violence, turned over and said, "It's only that mad Frenchwoman in one of her tantrums. Why, in Heaven's name, can't she go to sleep, like other folks?" Nance went into her own house and quietly closed the door.
But he did not know them. They might guffaw at Tom's unseemly pleasantries, but they held him in no high esteem either for himself or for his position, since word of the sale of La Closerie had got about. Then they were a hardy crew and held personal courage and prowess in high respect. And in this matter there could be no possible doubt as to where the credit lay.
He turned off the Coupée to the left and struck down through the gorse and bracken towards the Pot, and then crept along the cliffs and across the fields towards La Closerie still for three days his, in the reversion; after that, gone from him irrevocably a galling shame and not to be borne by any man that called himself a man.
It was a weary week ensuing; he drank spirits all the time, and made love to an English governess in the Tuileries garden, and when Sunday came, with a rainy, windy, dismal evening, he went with Terrapin and Co. to the Closerie des Lilas. This is the great ball of the Latin Quarter. It stands near the barriers upon the Boulevard, and is haunted with students and grisettes.
She caught his dark eyes fixed on her at times with a look that reminded her of Helier Baker's black spaniel's, who was a very close friend of hers. They had neither dog nor cat at present at La Closerie, both having been scrimped by the silver mines, when old Tom's first bad attack of economy came on. Then, at table, Gard was always quietly on the look-out to anticipate her wants.
The great kitchen at La Closerie occupied the whole centre third of the ground floor, the remaining thirds of the space on each side being taken up with the rarely-used best room and three bedrooms, all pretty much of a size, and all opening into the kitchen.
"It's as dull as Beauregard pond and as dirty, since the m aw um!" with a deprecatory glance at Gard. "You'd find most busy places just as dirty," said Gard. "Then I'll go to sea. That's clean at all events." "Let's hope things will brighten a bit. You wouldn't find the fo'c'sle of a trader as comfortable as La Closerie, my boy," and they fell to on their dinner and left the matter there.
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