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It won't hurt him to be engaged for a couple of years." "But see how happy Watson is." "I see all right," she said shrewdly; "and it won't hurt Mr. Diggs to see how happy he is, either." "You are the most selfish girl I've ever known, Melissa," said he quaintly. "You won't let anybody else have a thing to say about it, will you?" "No, sir," said Melissa. "I'm a perfect brute." Mr.
Then came Frederick, a sturdy youngster; Marie Louise, a solemn-eyed ten-year-old; Wilberforce, Reginald, Henrietta, Guinevere, Harold, Rosemary, Rutherford, and last of all Imogene, who whimpered. "There!" said Mr. Bingle proudly. "They did it very nicely, didn't they, nurse?" He addressed the four nurses, who beamed as one. "Diggs, you may summon the servants. I hear Mrs.
"Goodness, Mr. Flanders, it's a dreadful thing to have in bed with a person. I won't sleep a wink." "So much the better," said Flanders cheerfully. "Now, you'll not forget to have it at his place in the morning, will you?" "If I live through the night, sir, it will be served with his coffee. I shan't even tell Mr. Diggs."
He did it all through the performance, and whenever the guest was led past him he would turn the book down carefully, pull the knife out of his belt and whoop three times as solemn as a judge. You never saw any one so interested as the Reverend Ponsonby Diggs. His eyes stuck out like incandescent globes.
"Yep." Billie nodded oat of the window, towards Kemp Hall, the boys' dormitory. "After we found out that you didn't live here, we were going on down to the Dean's to find you, but he looked over the boys' freshman class, and found he had a cousin or nephew or somebody on the list, Clayton Diggs." "I know him," Kit exclaimed. "He's High Jinks' cousin.
"I say, you two," said Diggs, rousing up, "you'll never get rid of that fellow till you lick him. Go in at him, both of you! I'll see fair play." They were about up to Flashman's shoulder, but tough and in perfect training; while he, seventeen years old, and big and strong of his age, was in poor condition from his monstrous habits of stuffing and want of exercise.
The next morning Vaden and Diggs dropped in to breakfast, and before it was over he had ascertained that they were seeking to sound him upon his attitude towards the recent National Party Platform. As he dodged their laboured cross-examination he laughed at the overdone assumption of indifference.
The children were already staring open-mouthed at Diggs, who stood attired in his well-remembered dress-suit, the imposing, self-contained figure of a butler of the most approved type. "God bless my soul," gasped Mr. Bingle. "Quite so, sir," said Diggs smoothly. He drew out Mr. Bingle's chair, and the little man, completely dazed, sank abruptly into it.
Flanders!" announced the high-chinned Watson. First of all, the new arrivals paused to stare in astonishment at the liveried footman, and then for an instant at the imperious Diggs, after which they turned their gaze upon the table. "Great Scott!" gasped Flanders. "Is this a dream?" "Not on your life," said Watson, completely forgetting himself in an ecstasy of delight.
And what do you hear bacon is in town? They do tell me only sixpence and real home-cured. I wonder Diggs has the face to be selling still at nine-pence, and so very green! I think I see Dame Toddles; how wonderful she do wear!
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