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"Didn't I tell you I wasn't going to the club? D'you think I'm like a woman, and don't know my own mind?" "I thought it would be pleasanter for you," she said; and then she left him. Her mind was full of Bessie, and the blow which must be given to Bessie's hopes. "I don't know how I shall ever find the heart to tell her," she said to herself as she went from the room. Forcus's Family Ale
She had been all very well for his then condition, but times had changed for him; and here he was, well pleased to be sitting at the board of people who would not at one time have received the late Mrs. Boult under their roof, on terms of equality with Sir Francis Forcus's brother!
To be kind was Ada Forcus's religion; it is possible she could not have professed a better one, or one more likely to benefit mankind. "They live at the shop, I suppose?" he asked. "Over the shop, poor things. I am so very sorry for that poor Mrs. Day." "You deal with her, don't you? You do what you can?" "I tell them to get some things there every week." "And they do?"
"Why, I can tell them!" she said, "I sent him the money to pay the debts." "It was fifty pounds about. You sent it?" "Oh, the money was not mine. It was Sir Francis Forcus's money. I asked him for it. You can tell them I sent it, Mr. Gibbon; but tell them no more. Sir Francis wished it to be a secret between him and me." "Oh!" Gibbon said, and roughly shook her hand from his arm.
"Soap, and matches, and six eggs for the morning's breakfast, and I was to tell you, if you please, as you was to put in seven, steads of six, for one in the last lot was stale. And have you heard, please, there's been an accident with that there Mr. Forcus's tricky horse?" Mrs. Day's dark eyes gazed at the girl out of a face blanched to the pallor of the dead. "There have, then!
"I think I've remembered your taste," he said as he threw the door open. "I've carried it out everywhere as far as it was possible." At that Deleah drew back. "I will look over your house some other time," she said. "It is late. I must be getting home now." "Do you call the Forcus's place your home?" "For the present. I am leaving there soon." "The sooner the better. Come in."
Her eyes had been sharp enough to see on which of her daughters' faces it was that Reginald Forcus's gaze dwelt; she had divined the attraction which drew the pleasure-loving, much sought young man to sit patiently for hours in the evening, watching the girls at their work.
Gibbon he does not need to look at the window. I shall certainly sit there if I wish." "Come, come, my dears. There is enough about it. Pray let us have supper in peace." "You've had a tiring day, ma'am," says Mr. Gibbon. "Let me persuade you to have a glass of ale with your beef, to-night. Just to revive you. Forcus's Family Ale is the finest pick-me-up."
There had come a sudden lull in the buzz of talk, and the exclamation reached the ears of many more than his for whom it was intended. Deleah felt sure it was Bessie who was being admired. She looked quickly at the speaker. It was that middle-aged sister with the pleasant, kind face who had come to take the place of Sir Francis Forcus's dead wife.
That George Boult's social position in the town did not entitle him to head the list. A banker's name should have figured there, or the name of the M. P. for Brockenham, or Sir Francis Forcus's name. With such an influential person to lead the way it was argued that the smaller fry would have been more willing to follow suit.
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