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Well God darn you! Ouch, Gee-whizz! Soak him, Maud! It's up to you, Duke...." "Now where did you learn all that?" asked Mr. Direck recovering. "Out of the Sunday Supplement," said the youthful Britling. "Why! Then you know all about Buster Brown," said Mr. Direck. "He's Fine eh?" The Britling child hated Buster Brown. He regarded Buster Brown as a totally unnecessary infant.
"Go," said Mr. Britling to the taxi driver. "Auf Wiedersehen, Herr Heinrich!" "Auf Wiedersehen!" "Good-bye, Herr Heinrich!" "Good luck, Herr Heinrich!" The taxi started with a whir, and Herr Heinrich passed out of the gates and along the same hungry road that had so recently consumed Mr. Direck. "Give him a last send-off," cried Teddy. "One, Two, Three! Auf Wiedersehen!"
Direck and broken his arm.... It wasn't his merit that the child hadn't been there! The child might have been there! Mere luck. He lay staring in despair as an involuntary God might stare at many a thing in this amazing universe staring at the little victim his imagination had called into being only to destroy.... Section 2 If he had not crushed a child other people had. Such things happened.
Direck went to work. But quite early it was manifest to him that Cecily did not recognise his assumptions.
Ugh! ah! so! Care, I was saying and calm." "Don't think I want to hurry you," said Mr. Direck. "I don't...." They passed through the tillage at a slow, agreeable pace, tooting loudly at every corner, and whenever a pedestrian was approached. Mr. Direck was reminded that he had still to broach the lecture project to Mr. Britling. So much had happened The car halted abruptly and the engine stopped.
Britling's mind that while he was deploring his inefficiency in regard to his son, he was also deploring the ineffectiveness of all his generation of parents. Quite insensibly his mind passed over to the generalised point of view. In his talks with Mr. Direck, Mr. Britling could present England as a great and amiable spectacle of carelessness and relaxation, but was it indeed an amiable spectacle?
Britling or with the station-master of Matching's Easy. Oblivious of any conversational necessities between Mr. Direck and Mr. Britling, this official now took charge of Mr. Direck's grip-sack, and, falling into line with the two gentlemen as they walked towards the exit gate, resumed what was evidently an interrupted discourse upon sweet peas, originally addressed to Mr. Britling.
He paused. "But how?" asked Cissie. "It would be perfectly easy perfectly." "How?" "Just marry an American citizen," said Mr. Direck, with his face beaming with ingenuous self-approval. "Then you'd be safe, and I'd not have to worry." "Because we're in for a stiff war!" cried Cissie, and Direck perceived he had blundered. "Because we may be invaded!" she said, and Mr.
"Daddy's got back all right at last," they heard him shouting to unseen hearers. Section 8 Mr. Direck, though he was a little incommoded by the suppression of his story about Robinson for when he had begun a thing he liked to finish it found Mr. Britling's household at once thoroughly British, quite un-American and a little difficult to follow.
"I thought," he said, "when I looked out of the train this morning that I had come to the England of Washington Irving. I find it is not even the England of Mrs. Humphry Ward." Section 1 Mr. Direck found little reason to revise his dictum in the subsequent experiences of the afternoon. Indeed the afternoon and the next day were steadily consistent in confirming what a very good dictum it had been.
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