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Dosson perhaps to call personally, and not simply through the medium of the visits paid by his daughters to their wives, on Messieurs de Brecourt and de Cliche? Once when this subject came up in George Flack's presence the old man said he would go round if Mr. Flack would accompany him. "All right, we'll go right along!" Mr.
That's why one must forgive her if she's rather peculiar. She's very unhappy." "Do you mean through her husband?" "Yes, he likes other ladies better. He flirts with Mme. de Brives." Mr. Flack's hand closed over it. "Mme. de Brives?" "Yes, she's lovely," said Francie. "She ain't very young, but she's fearfully attractive. And he used to go every day to have tea with Mme. de Villepreux.
Scotland Yard has received a report that he has been murdered." Flack's surprise was so great that it lifted the lid of official humility which habitually covered his natural feelings. "Murdered!" he exclaimed. "Sir Horace Fewbanks murdered? You don't say so!" "But I do say so. I've just said so," retorted Inspector Seldon irritably.
He was glad that she put it like that. 'Yes. It came round our way last night. 'Where is that? 'I am staying at a farm near here, a place they call Flack's. The monkey got into one of the rooms. 'Yes? 'And then er then it got out again, don't you know. Lady Wetherby looked disappointed. 'So it may be anywhere now? she said.
Flack's very profession would somehow make everything turn out to their profit. The bright French afternoon waned without bringing them back, yet Mr. Dosson still revolved about the court till he might have been taken for a valet de place hoping to pick up custom.
The same cause will according to application produce effects without sameness: as a mark of which truth the catastrophe that made Delia express freely the hope she might never again see so much as the end of Mr. Flack's nose had just the opposite action on her parent.
Dosson had with the greatest docility disposed himself to wait on the young man: he had as a matter of course risen and made his way across the court to announce to his child that she had a visitor. He looked submissive, almost servile, as he preceded the visitor, thrusting his head forward in his quest; but it was not in Mr. Flack's line to notice that sort of thing.
He was fond, in his intercourse with his children, of some small usual joke, some humorous refrain; and what could have been more in the line of true domestic sport than a little gentle but unintermitted raillery on Francie's conquest? Mr. Flack's attributive intentions became a theme of indulgent parental chaff, and the girl was neither dazzled nor annoyed by the freedom of all this tribute.
Flack's and that of his organ had daily been heard. In the absence of such happy chances and in one way or another they kept occurring his girls might have seemed lonely, which was not the way he struck himself. They were his company but he scarcely theirs; it was as if they belonged to him more than he to them. They were out a long time, but he felt no anxiety, as he reflected that Mr.
Nutty regarded his beaming countenance with a lowering hostility. The indecency of anyone being cheerful at such a time struck him forcibly. He would have liked mankind to have preserved till further notice a hushed gloom. He glared at the young man. Elizabeth, such was her absorption in her thoughts, was not even aware of his presence till he spoke to her. 'I beg your pardon, is this Flack's?
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