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"Two pillows," said Drina sweetly; and extermination was averted. The child laughed happily, covering one of Boots's hands with both of hers. "So you've left the service, Mr. Lansing?" began Eileen, lying back and looking smilingly at Boots. "Had to, Miss Erroll. Seven millionaires ran into my quarters and chased me out and down Broadway into the offices of the Westchester Air Line Company.
It's better to be in time, you see." Eileen nodded: "Yes, it is better to be in plenty of time. You can't tell what Sultana may forestall you." "So you'll tell him, won't you?" inquired Drina with business-like briskness. Miss Erroll looked absently at her: "Tell who what?" "Uncle Philip that you're going to marry him when you're old enough." "Yes when I'm old enough I'll tell him, Drina."
"Do you wish me to?" he asked, raising his eyes so gravely that the smile faded from lip and voice when she answered: "I beg your pardon, Captain Selwyn. I did not know you were serious." "Oh, I'm not," he returned lightly, "I'm never serious. No man who soliloquises can be taken seriously. Don't you know, Miss Erroll, that the crowning absurdity of all tragedy is the soliloquy?"
"But I did not believe it, child!" stammered Rosamund, several degrees redder than became her, and now convinced that it was true. "I n-never dreamed of offending you, Miss Erroll " "Do you suppose I am too ignorant to take offence?" said the girl unsteadily.
The central figure, however, in the history of the Hays of Erroll, and that which no one who bears the name of Hay can think of without a thrill of pride, is the Lord Kilmarnock who fell, in 1746, a victim to the last unsuccessful but heroic rising in favor of the Stuarts.
'Trust me, Sergeant, said the Honourable Mr. Erroll, 'and nurse the fire whilst we're away. Out of the blank darkness of the night the flame and glow from the second parallel seemed to bite a hole; and as its brightness grew, it drew the attention of the gunners of the Malakoff, who banged at it sulkily from time to time.
Cat hairs and cranberry are a great deal for a man to endure, but he gave Drina a reassuring hug and a whisper, and leaned back to remove traces of the affectionate encounter just as Miss Erroll entered. "Oh, Eileen! Eileen!" cried the children; "are you coming to luncheon with us?" As Selwyn rose, she nodded, amused. "I am rather hurt," she said.
You'll agree with me, I dare say. . . . And now, concerning your friend, Gerald Erroll I have not the slightest desire to see him play cards. Whether or not he plays is a matter perfectly indifferent to me, and you had better understand it. But if you come here demanding that I arrange my guest-lists to suit you, you are losing time."
"I ain't a-goin' to be mean to nobody," she said; "my gentlemen is always refined, even if they do sometimes forget theirselves when young and sporty. Mr. Erroll is now a-bed, sir, and asleep like a cherub, ice havin' been served three times with towels, extra. Would you be good enough to mention the bill to him in the morning? the grocer bein' sniffy."
"What on earth is all this?" demanded Lansing; "are you perhaps non compos, dear friend?" "I'm trying to tell you and explain to myself that little Miss Erroll is a rare and profoundly interesting specimen of a genus not usually too amusing," he replied with growing enthusiasm.
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