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"Fiddle-de-dee!" replied her mother, sharply. "All girls like to go to what promises to be a pleasant party. It is only right and proper they should, unless they are unwell. Is there anything the matter with you?" "No, unless it be that I am getting rather tired of London gaiety. I shall be very glad, indeed, to get back to Todborough."
But you admit there is some one?" "Who would have me?" "You are wriggling out of it. Is it the banker's daughter?" "No," Gavin cried. "I hear you have walked up the back wynd with her three times this week. The town is in a ferment about it." "She is a great deal in the back wynd." "Fiddle-de-dee! I am oftener in the back wynd than you, and I never meet her there." "That is curious."
Then came the Dowager Countess of Brambledown, the frolicsome old aristocrat, who was generally believed to be "a little cracked;" who haunted Mr. Blyth's studio, after having once given him an order to paint her rare China tea-service, and her favorite muff, in one group; and who differed entirely from the little picture-dealer. "Fiddle-de-dee!" cried her ladyship, scornfully, on hearing Mr.
"Fiddle-de-dee," said Miss Voscoe to her companions' shocked comments, "they were raised in the same village, or something. He used to give her peanuts when he was in short jackets, and she used to halve her candies with him. Friend of childhood's hour, that's all. And besides he's one of the presidents of our Sketch Club."
"Fiddle-de-dee, Moultrie," said Abel to him, laughing; "the South is no more insulted because Major Scuppernong, of North Carolina, gets drunk and makes a fool of himself than the North is insulted because General Smith, of Vermont, and the Honorable Dinks, of Boston, make fools of themselves without getting drunk.
"Why, sir, they say on deck, that the Flying Dutchman is following us, and that we shall be sure to drive ashore or go to the bottom," answered the steward, almost crying with alarm. "Fiddle-de-dee, with the Flying Dutchman. What arrant fools the men must be to think of such nonsense," exclaimed the colonel, in a contemptuous tone.
"Fiddle!" she cried; "tell it to a bed-ridden spinster in a blind asylum! Fiddle-de-dee!" And for the life of him Dominic Iglesias could not help laughing. It was a new sensation. It occurred to him that he had not laughed for years hardly since the days of poor Pascal Pelletier and the little garden in Holland Street, Kensington. Poppy watched him, her eyes dancing.
"London!" exclaimed the Captain, "so you are still bound for the fashionable world, are ye?" "Yes," sighed Barnabas, "but I " "Pish, sir, I say fiddle-de-dee!" "I have lately undertaken a mission." "Ha! So you won't come in?" "Thank you, no; this mission is important, and I must be gone;" and here again Barnabas sighed.
"Tush, boy!" murmured my uncle Jervas, lounging gracefully against the balustrade of the terrace again, "Tush and fiddle-de-dee! If you have done with these heroics, let us get to our several beds like common-sense beings," and he yawned behind a white and languid hand. His words stung me, I will own; but it was not so much these that wrought me to sudden, cold fury, as that contemptuous yawn.
'Perhaps we have been brought here for that very purpose, and, Jane, if there is a dead body in there, I shall inform the police. Annie was very brave in daylight. "'Fiddle-de-dee! I replied to this fine speech. 'What you call duty, I call curiosity. I am ravenously hungry, and I wish you would finish dressing and let us get to breakfast.
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