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Skepsey heard, with a nip of spite at his bosom, a small body of them singing in chorus as they walked in step, arm in arm, actually marched: and to the rearward, none of these girls heeding; there were the louts at their burlesque of jigs and fisticuffs! 'Cherry Ripe, was the song. 'It's delightful to hear them! said Dartrey. Skepsey muttered jealously of their having been trained.
You behold Sir Dartrey twirling the weapon in preparatory fashion; because he is determined we shall have an army of trained officers instead of infant amateurs heading heroic louts. Not a thought of Beer in Dartrey! always unpatriotic, you 'll say. Plato entreats his absent mistress to fix eyes on a star: eyes on Beer for the uniting of you English! I tell you no poetic fiction.
"And now that we are here, are you going to stretch me on the rack and delve for my opinions on all sorts of subjects? is Miss Susan there going to take them down in shorthand on her cuff and you make a report to Dartrey when he comes back to-morrow?" She laughed at him from underneath her close-fitting, becoming little hat. She was biting an olive with firm white teeth.
Barmby: he slapped at his breast-pocket, where it was. Not a ship was on the sea-line; and he seemed to deplore that vacancy. 'But it tells both ways, Dartrey said. 'We don't want to be hectoring in the Channel. All we want, is to be sure of our power, so as not to go hunting and fawning for alliances. Up along that terrace Miss Nesta lives. Brighton would be a choice place for a landing.
'It would give a good blow, sir. 'Does its business without braining. Perhaps for the reason, that it was not a handsome instrument for display on fashionable promenades, Dartrey chose it among his collection by preference; as ugly dogs of a known fidelity are chosen for companions.
But the chest-measurement of recruits, the stature of the men enlisted, prove that we are losing the nursery of our soldiers. 'We are taking them out of the nursery, Skips, if you 're for quoting Captain Dartrey, said Nesta. 'We'll never haul down our flag, though, while we have him! 'Ah! Captain Dartrey! Skepsey was refreshed by the invocation of the name.
"Sorry to have taken your guest away, Lady Jane," he said. "It's an important occasion, however. Would you like me to bring Dartrey over, if we are out this way before we go back?" She shook her head. "No, I don't think so," she answered quietly. "I might have an illusion dispelled. Thank you very much, all the same." Mr. Miller stepped into the car, a little discomfited.
'Anything to oblige the company, said the rustic ready chorister, clearing his throat. The lady's feet were bent in the direction of a grassy knoll, where sunflowers, tulips, dahlias, peonies, of the sex eclipsed at a distance its roses and lilies. Fenellan saw Dartrey, still a centre of the merchantmen, strolling thither.
"There are rumours of a resignation, of course," Miller went on, "but they aren't likely to go out on a snatched division like this." "We don't want them to," Dartrey agreed. "All the time, though, this sort of thing is weakening their prestige. We shall be ready to give them their coup de grace in about four months." The two men were silent for a moment. Then Miller spoke again a little abruptly.
Durance to be in some way a bar to patriotic poetical recollection, when he saw his Captain Dartrey mounting steps out of an iron anatomy of the pier, and looking like a razor off a strap. 'Why, sir! cried Skepsey.
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