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Never mind! I'll come down to Blandings on Friday and we shall see what happens. Bear in mind the broad fact that you and I are going to be married, and that nothing on earth is going to stop us." It was Aline Peters who had to bear the brunt of her father's mental agony when he discovered, shortly after Lord Emsworth had left him, that the gem of his collection of scarabs had done the same.
Extremely fortunately for him, the Efficient Baxter had not changed his all-fours attitude. This undoubtedly saved Lord Emsworth the worry of engaging a new secretary. The shots sang above Baxter's head one after the other, six in all, and found other billets than his person.
Beach felt that he might safely withdraw from the dining-room and leave Lord Emsworth and his guests to the care of Merridew, the under-butler, and James and Alfred, the footmen, returning only for a few minutes to lend tone and distinction to the distribution of cigars and liqueurs those whose rank entitled them to do so made their way to the housekeeper's room, to pass in desultory conversation the interval before Mr.
"A dashed lunatic, my dear sir head of the family or no head of the family. A man as absent-minded as he is has no right to call himself sane. Nobody in the house I recollect it now nobody in the house except gas, and that has not been turned on. That's Emsworth!" The Efficient Baxter, who had just left his presence, was feeling much the same about his noble employer.
Peters is one of the best-known living collectors of scarabs." "Scarabs! You are quite right, Baxter. Now that I recall the episode, this is a scarab; and Mr. Peters gave it to me." "Gave it to you, Lord Emsworth?" "Yes. The whole scene comes back to me. Mr. Peters, after telling me a great many exceedingly interesting things about scarabs, which I regret to say I cannot remember, gave me this.
I have heard the Independent minister at Emsworth give an account of Satan's appearance, but if the worthy man had been with us that day, he need not have drawn upon his fancy.
Our only servant went. She had to get up at an unearthly hour, and I I got up too. I helped her to get off. And when she was gone I went up to my bedroom again and cried. I cried with envy for any one, any one who could go away. I've been nowhere except to school at Chichester and three or four times to Emsworth and Bognor for eight years.
"Of course you don't dash it!" said Colonel Mant. "We're coming to that. And I should like to begin by saying that, though in a sense it was my fault, I fail to see how I could have acted " "Horace!" "Oh, very well! I was only trying to explain." Lord Emsworth adjusted his pince-nez and sought inspiration from the wall paper.
Having emptied his revolver, Lord Emsworth said, "Who is there? Speak!" in rather an aggrieved tone, as though he felt he had done his part in breaking the ice, and it was now for the intruder to exert himself and bear his share of the social amenities. The Efficient Baxter did not reply.
A stage director of a moving-picture firm would have recognized the look. Lord Emsworth was registering interest interest which he perceived from the first instant would have to be completely simulated; for instinct told him, as Mr. Peters began to talk, that he was about to be bored as he had seldom been bored in his life. Mr.
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