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Could it not be postponed, or could not you, my dear?" "No, William, I could not, for the dark room is not bad enough for this naughty little girl. She must be whipped, and you must do it. Fetch the birch rod." "But really," said Mr. Dolman, looking terribly distressed, "you know I don't approve of corporal punishment, my dear." "No more do I, except in extreme cases, but this is one.
"Make a nice high mound," said Diana; "let it look as like a weal gwave as possible." Then she turned eagerly to her sister. "When are we to see about making the tombstone for the head and the feet?" she asked. "We'll talk it over this evening," answered Iris. It may here be noted that none of the four mourners took the slightest notice of Mr. Delaney or of Mrs. Dolman.
I picked up my dolman, and looking very sheepish, followed my captors, to whom I had not given my name, as they led me to the Bishop's palace where my father was installed. He was at that moment with General Suchet, who had come to Savona to confer with him on service matters. They were walking in a gallery which overlooked the courtyard.
Orion was better, but was not present. Mrs. Dolman waited until the meal had come to an end, then she called the little girl to her side. "Now, my dear Iris, what is all this mystery?" she asked. "Orion has told me all about it, Aunt Jane, but I don't think I'll tell. Please don't ask me." "My dear. I insist upon knowing."
All the children turned abruptly. "Oh, she has come bothering!" said Diana. But the other three had started to their feet, and a flush rose into Iris' pale face. "Aunt is her name," said Diana, "and I don't think much of her." Mrs. Dolman strode rapidly into the nursery. "Yes, children," she said, "I am your aunt your Aunt Jane Dolman, your father's only sister.
The colonel sat heavily upon his horse, his bullet-shaped head buried in the astrakan collar of his dolman, his fat legs sticking straight out in the stirrups. The buglers clustered about him with bugles poised, and behind him a staff-officer in a pale blue jacket smoked a cigarette and chatted with a captain of hussars.
He felt in the breast of his dolman for the packet, adjusted his sabre, and turned to Lorraine. "There is a squadron of the Remount Cavalry over in that meadow I can get a horse there," he said. "Thank you, Jack. Good-by, Mademoiselle de Nesville, you have been more than generous."
Miss Ramsay, when she awoke the next day, had seemed emphatically to have put on all her armor. During the holiday, neither Orion nor Diana, neither Apollo nor Iris, thought Miss Ramsay of any special account. They stared a good deal at Uncle Dolman, and they watched Aunt Jane with anxious eyes, but Miss Ramsay did not matter, one way or the other.
Dolman might anger her husband, then his logic would avail little. "The men are like the horses," commented Porter, "some bad and some good. They average about the same as they do in anything else, mostly good, I think. Of course, when you get a bad one he stands out and everybody sees him." "And sometimes horses and men, too, I suppose get a bad name when they don't deserve it," added Allis.
As soon as ever they had done so, Mrs. Dolman turned to her brother. "Now then, David," she said, "you have got to listen to me; we may just as well settle this matter out of hand. I must return home on Thursday and this is Tuesday evening. It will be impossible for you to stay on here with those four children and no one responsible to look after them.
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