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"Oh; we so often heard of you from Bernard! He was your fag, was n't he? How distressin' it is to see these poor boys in the boats!" "Mother, they like it!" cried the girl. "Antonia ought to be rowing, herself," said her father, whose name was Dennant. Shelton went back with them to their hotel, walking beside Antonia through the Christchurch meadows, telling her details of his college life.
His own intelligent physiog, raised at a slight slant so that he might look the better through his nose-nippers, was the very pattern of approval. "It's curious how one's always meeting with intelligence;" it seemed to say. Mrs. Dennant paused in the act of adding cream, and Shelton scrutinised her face; it was hare-like, and superior as ever. Thank goodness she had smelt no rat!
He put his hand up to his forehead; behind him the old nurse sniffed. "Dick," said young Dennant in his ear, "this isn't good enough; I vote we bolt." Shelton assenting, they walked towards the Park; nor could he tell whether the slight nausea he experienced was due to afternoon champagne or to the ceremony that had gone so well.
Dennant not unfrequently remarked upon, in Ferrand's conquest of his strange position, seemed to Shelton but a sign that he was getting what he could out of his sudden visit to green pastures; under the same circumstances, Shelton thought that he himself would do the same.
"They say unique; I'm awfully interested to find out if that's true. I've told Algy I really must have some." Shelton thought of the unique hybrid breakfasting downstairs; he wished that Mrs. Dennant would show in him the interest she had manifested in the rose. "Oh, Dick, about that young Frenchman. Antonia says he wants a tutorship; now, can you really recommend him? There's Mrs.
Dennant was standing there alone, in a grey dress, talking to an undergardener. Her hands, cased in tan gauntlets, held a basket which warded off the bearded gardener from the severe but ample lines of her useful-looking skirt. The collie, erect upon his haunches, looked at their two faces, pricking his ears in his endeavour to appreciate how one of these two bipeds differed from the other.
Dennant said to him during a game of croquet; "he 'll never do any good for himself, I'm afraid." "In one sense I'm afraid not," admitted Shelton. "Do you know his story? I will bet you sixpence" and Mr. Dennant paused to swing his mallet with a proper accuracy "that he's been in prison." "Prison!" ejaculated Shelton. "I think," said Mr.
Dennant, with bent knees carefully measuring his next shot, "that you ought to make inquiries ah! missed it! Awkward these hoops! One must draw the line somewhere." "I never could draw," returned Shelton, nettled and uneasy; "but I understand I 'll give him a hint to go." "Don't," said Mr.
It's so sad when a young man loses self-respect." Shelton was much struck by the practical way in which she looked at things. Restore his self-respect! It seemed quite a splendid notion! He smiled, and said, "You're too kind. I think " "I don't believe in doin' things by halves," said Mrs. Dennant; "he does n't drink, I suppose?" "Oh, no," said Shelton. "He's rather a tobacco maniac, of course."
She crossed her feet, and some rich and silk stuff rustled. Her whole personality seemed to creak as, without looking, she answered in harsh tones: "I find the poor are most delightful persons." Sybil Dennant, seated on the sofa, with a feathery laugh shot a barking terrier dog at Shelton. "Here's Dick," she said. "Well, Dick, what's your opinion?" Shelton looked around him, scared.
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