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Let me sail inter him, an' if I wants yer, I'll sing out, an' ye can bear a hand an' help. Garnett swung across th' street to overhaul th' old woman, an' came up behind her. "'Evenin', old lady, I wants to have a talk wid ye; an' he lays his hand on her shoulder wid a grip to take a piece av flesh out. She stopped an' turned quick.
Three of these volumes are translated by Constance Garnett, whose superb translations of Turgenieff and Dostoievsky are well known to American readers.
The girl, wrapped in the haze of her bridal veil, and a little confused, perhaps, by the anticipation of the meeting, paused a moment, as if in doubt, before the small oddly-clad figure which blocked her path a horrible moment to Garnett, who felt a pang of misery at this satire on the infallibility of the filial instinct.
The moment had come; and he was relieved to find that he could meet it by refusing her request. He had not always been sure that she would leave him this alternative. She had a way of involving people in her complications without their being aware of it, and Garnett had pictured himself in holes so tight that there might not be room for a wriggle. Happily in this case he could still move freely.
There was an irrepressible note of pride in her voice as she made this last statement, for fainting, being unknown in the healthy Garnett family, was regarded as a most interesting and aristocratic accomplishment. "I do believe I fainted, for for several minutes I didn't know where I was. And I hurt myself, too; look at my hand!" Dan looked and whistled. "Skinned it properly, haven't you!
"Yes," said Lady Garnett sympathetically; "I suppose Pilatus is rather monotonous. It's rather too near, I think. It ought to be far away, and covered with snow, more like the Jungfrau, which we have been worshipping at Interlaken, where, by the way, there are positively more Americans than natives." "Oh," Mrs. Sylvester chimed in, "isn't it dreadful the way they overrun Europe nowadays!
She looked up at last with a little shiver. "I am very tired," she said. "If I promise to think over what you have said to-night and to give you my answer in a month's time, will you try and find Lady Garnett for me now?" "Ah, Miss Masters Mary!" he said, "that is all I want." "And in the meantime," she pursued gently, "to allow the subject to drop?"
Magnus approached the marshal, still followed by Garnett and Gethings, and began to speak. His voice was audible to the men in the ditch, but his words could not be made out. They heard the marshal reply quietly enough and the two shook hands. Delaney came around from the side of the buggy, his horse standing before the team across the road.
Bolton, Mr. Gladstone, Sir J. Tobin, Messrs. Wm. Brown, Ritson, Shand, and Garnett. Mr. Ewart's friends met opposite to the Adelphi Hotel. The horses were taken from Mr. Ewart's carriage, which was then drawn by the people. With Mr. Ewart were Messrs. Wm. Shepherd, etc.
He remembered how Garnett had given him the better pony of the two, so that the younger brother, who would be more heavily punished if they were locked out, should have the better chance. Garnett, if odd in manner and character, had always been a true sportsman though not a lover of sport. If if why had he never thought of Garnett? Garnett could help him, and he would do so.
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