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"We shall miss her," said Clara Eversham suddenly, with a note of sincerity that made Billy warm to her a trifle. So he bestirred himself getting their after dinner coffee and remembered to send Mohammed for the cream for her, and listened with a show of attention to their interminable anecdotes and corrections. But his mind was off on the way to Alexandria.... Not a word of farewell.
"There is no moving Horace when he has once set his foot down," she said; "and as to Elsie, I doubt whether any power on earth can make her do what she considers wrong." "Poor little thing!" said Eversham, sighing; "where in the world did she get such odd notions?" "Partly from a pious Scotch woman, who had a good deal to do with her in her infancy, and partly from studying the Bible, I believe.
When he watched the morning sun flicker white on the broad Eversham road from the station to the Abbey, the leaves breaking on the lindens, the dim lights waking in the chapel on Sunday, he saw how far he had outgrown his old self. Now he had begun to perceive what life's aim should be the search for beauty.
She thought you could render her a few minutes this afternoon." "This afternoon?" Arlee thought quickly. "I ought to be packing," she murmured, "my things aren't all ready.... And Mrs. Eversham is at the bazaars again and dear knows when she will be back."
But fate, still smiling, dropped a silver shawl in Billy's path as he was trailing his prey through the lounge after dinner. The shawl belonged, most palpably, to a German lady three feet ahead of him, but gripping it triumphantly, he bounded over the six feet which separated him from the Eversham-Beecher triangle and with marvelous self-restraint he touched Miss Eversham on the arm.
Eversham will want her rest. I think they would rather stay here in the hotel after dinner." "But you will keep a little time for me?" Billy urged. "Of course, staying in the same hotel, I can't take my hat and go and make a formal call on you but that's the result I'm after."
But both saw that they would have to go through with it now. "Good man," said Rudd, not to be outdone. "I wanted someone to go with me; rather lonely these little excursions without company." He spoke with the air of one who spent every other night giving dinner-parties at the Eversham Tap. "Look here, now," broke in Mansell, "don't make bloody fools of yourselves.
Eversham; who never ceased to impress me with the awful responsibility I was about to take upon me, in marrying so great a prize as her daughter a feeling I found very general among many of my friends at the Kildare-street club. "Among the many indispensable purchases which I was to make, and about which Fanny expressed herself more than commonly anxious, was a saddle-horse for me.
Eversham took up that "but" most eagerly, and recounted multiple and deplorable instances of nasal countrywomen doing the East and monopolizing the window seats in compartments, and Miss Eversham supplied details and corrections. Still Miss Beecher said nothing. She had a dreamy air of not belonging to the conversationalists.
"I haven't an idea what she is going to do. She is not in our care any longer. And I don't suppose the boat company will do anything about her stateroom at this late date certainly she can't expect us to go to any trouble about it." "She left us half her packing to do," Clara Eversham contributed, addressing Falconer with plaintive mien, "and her hotel bill to pay.
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