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Come along, sleepyhead." Straightway he began to sing a rollicking song, and Henri joined in with him heartily, for the spirit of Fabian's humour was contagious: "There was a little man, The foolish Guilleri Carabi. He went unto the chase, Of partridges the chase. Carabi. Titi Carabi, Toto Carabo, You're going to break your neck, My lovely Guilleri!"
He sat down in a tumult of cheering. Many present remarked that no two men they had ever heard spoke so much alike, and kept their attacks so free from personal things. There had been at this public meeting two intense supporters of Carnac, who waited for him at the exit from the main doorway. They were Fabian's wife and Junia. Barode Barouche came out of the hall before Carnac.
You have the art of getting your own way. I've noticed that." "So you'd like me to persuade Fabian Grier to influence Belloc, because I'd make things easy for you!" she said briskly. "Do you forget I've known Fabian since I was a baby, that my sister is his wife, and that his interests are near to me?" He did not knuckle down. "I think it would be helping Fabian's interests.
You have the art of getting your own way. I've noticed that." "So you'd like me to persuade Fabian Grier to influence Belloc, because I'd make things easy for you!" she said briskly. "Do you forget I've known Fabian since I was a baby, that my sister is his wife, and that his interests are near to me?" He did not knuckle down. "I think it would be helping Fabian's interests.
He could see nothing but the formidable rifle of Bois-Rose directed towards him, although in obedience to Fabian's wishes, Bois-Rose would not finish the combat by striking his foe to the ground.
I want you to do one thing the thing I ought to do and can't. I must stay here now that Fabian's gone. I want you to go to the Madawaska River." "No, I won't go to the Madawaska," replied Carnac after a long pause, "but" with sudden resolution "if it's any good to you, I'll stay here in the business, and you can go to the Madawaska.
Her face betrays unmistakable anxiety. It is now Fabian's turn to smile, but his lips are rigid, and the commonest observer may read, that mirth of even the grimmest description is far from him. "Luncheon, eh? I don't care a fig about luncheon," says Uncle Christopher, gaily, "unless I'm shooting, or that. No. Better see Bowles now if I am to see him at all.
Is Sir Toby attached to Sir Andrew, or does he only make use of him for profit as well as fun? Other instances to the same effect? Why does Maria join forces with Sir Toby? Is she in fact the leader of the scheme, or is Fabian's story of its origin true? What part does the fool play in the game, and why? Is it a dramatic mistake that even the heroine is made the butt of these merry-makers?
But that could do no good, for there was the marriage recorded in the registers of New York State. Meanwhile, things were not going well with others. There befell a day when matters came to a crisis in the Grier family. Since Fabian's marriage with Junia Shale's sister, Sybil, he had become discontented with his position in his father's firm.
With these words she went into the garden. "I don't think he'll tell me," came Fabian's voice. "Why should he?" A moment afterwards the two men met. "Well, what's the trouble, Carnac?" asked Fabian in a somewhat challenging voice. "I'm going away." "Oh for how long?" Fabian asked quizzically. "I don't know a year, perhaps. I want to make myself a better artist, and also free myself."
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