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Dennant, and he sang "For we can wrestle and fight, my boys, And jump out anywhere." "You 'll be with us for that dinner-party next week, eh? Capital! There's the Bishop of Blumenthal and old Sir Jack Buckwell; I must get my wife to put you between them " "For it's my delight of a starry night " "The Bishop's a great anti-divorce man, and old Buckwell 's been in the court at least twice "
Looking up, he saw Antonia's second brother, a young man in the Rifles, bending over him with sunny cheeks and lazy smile, clearly just a little drunk. "Congratulate you, old chap! I say, what made you grow that b-b-eastly beard?" Shelton grinned. "Pillbottle of the Duchess!" read young Dennant, taking up the book. "You been reading that? Rippin', is n't it?" "Oh, ripping!" replied Shelton.
"Oh, yes," said Shelton, feeling on safe ground; "he's refined enough to look at." Mrs. Dennant took the rose and put it to her nose. "Delicious perfume! That was a very touchin' story about his goin' without food in Paris. Old Mrs. Hopkins has a room to let; I should like to do her a good turn. I'm afraid there's a hole in the ceilin', though.
Was it a craving to be thought distinguished, a dread of being dull, or merely an effect of overfeeding? Again he looked at his host, who had not yet enumerated all the virtues of his port, and again felt sorry for him. "So you're going to marry Antonia Dennant?" said a voice on his right, with that easy coarseness which is a mark of caste. "Pretty girl! They've a nice place, the, Dennants.
It was soothing thus to see through things, soothing thus to be superior; and from the soft recesses of his chair he puffed out smoke and stretched his limbs toward the fire; and the fire burned back at him with a discreet and venerable glow. Punctual to his word, Bill Dennant called for Shelton at one o'clock.
"In the season of the year!" "Will you please to take some tea, gentlemen?" said the voice of Phoebe in the doorway. "No, thank you, Phoebe. That girl ought to get married," went on Mr. Dennant, as Phoebe blushingly withdrew. A flush showed queerly on his sallow cheeks. "A shame to keep her tied like this to her father's apron-strings selfish fellow, that!"
Dennant, who had placed four eggs in a German egg-boiler, said "Good-morning," with a kindly smile. "Dick, an egg?" she asked him, holding up a fifth. "No, thank you," replied Shelton, greeting the table and fitting down. He was a little late; the buzz of conversation rose hilariously around. "My dear," continued Mr.
"No," replied the girl, fluttering; "father's out, Mr. Dennant." "So sorry! Will you let us bide a bit out of the rain?" The sweet-looking Phoebe dusted them two chairs, and, curtseying, left them in the parlour. "What a pretty girl!" said Shelton. "Yes, she's a pretty girl; half the young fellows are after her, but she won't leave her father. Oh, he 's a charming rascal is that fellow!"
Underlying the well-bred banter of the tranquil voice, the guarded quizzicality of his pale brown face, it could be seen that Algernon Cuffe Dennant, Esq., J.P., accustomed to laugh at other people, suspected that he was being laughed at. What more natural than that he should grope about to see how this could be?
Dennant the muslin curtains were then drawn across the windows, and in gratitude, perhaps, for this protection, this filmy barrier between them and the muffled threats of Nature, everyone broke out in talk.
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