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Updated: June 12, 2025
"Lay off 'at, tant you?" says he "Oo oo give 'Ikky-boy a big pain, Oo does. G'way!" "Why, how rude!" says Mrs. Butt, gazin' around bewildered; and then, as she spots that approvin' smile on Auntie's face, she turns red in the ears. Say, I don't know when I've seen the old girl look so tickled over anything. What she's worked up is almost a grin. And there's no doubt that Mrs.
I'm sure, though, that they thought a good deal of each other. Poor thing! She was crazy to go across as a canteen worker. And now she doesn't know what to do. Of course, there's always Biggles. If we could only save her from that!" At which remark I grows skittish. I didn't like the way she was gazin' at me. "Ah, come, Vee!" says I. "Lay off that rescue stuff.
But Mildred was sore on the yacht and all the stupid folks on it; so she wanders out to windward of the worst smells, plants herself on the flattest rock she can find, and prepares to read. That's her pose when she looks up and discovers this male party with the sun kissed locks and the dreamy eyes standin' there gazin' at her curious. "It wasn't Adonis that I called him," says Mildred.
"So long, Profess," says she over her shoulder, as I holds the door open for 'em. "We're headed for happy days." And J. Bayard Steele, gazin' after her, remarks puzzled, "Now just precisely what can she mean by that?" "Bein' only a crude and simple soul, J. B.," says I, "I got to give it up. Anyhow, Mabel's entirely too thick a girl for me to see through."
"Boxin' gloves, Ma'am," says I. "That's the pair of mitts that won me the championship, back in " "Has Mr. Steele become a pugilist, too?" she asks. "Not so you'd notice it," says I. "Hm-m-m-m!" says she, tappin' the toe of one of her pumps and gazin' around critical. Not that she takes any notice of me. Honest, if I'd been a yellow pup tied in the corner, she couldn't have been more offhand.
And as long as I'd known him I've never seen Twombley-Crane thaw out so much. Why, he acts almost human as he shakes hands! Then he takes the package from under his arm and unwraps it. "The Whistler that I'd given up all hope of ever getting!" says he, gazin' at it admirin' and enthusiastic. "So?" says I, non-committal. "And now it appears mysteriously, sent from here," says he.
So I steps in quiet where the youngster is busy with the comb and brush. "Someone special to see Miss Helma," says I. "To see me?" says she, droppin' pussy and gazin' at the door. "Why, who can O-o-o-o-o! Daddums! Daddums!" And as they rush to a fond clinch in one room something happens to me in the other. Uh-huh!
An army officer's villa! That would be ideal, up there in the mountains. And Jamaica always routs my rheumatism. For three months? When can we get a good steamer? The tenth. That would give us time. Well, I think we shall join you. Let me sleep on it. I'll call you about noon to-morrow? Good-by." Meanwhile Vee and I are gazin' blank at each other.
I'm as wild as any comet when I first swing out o' my regular orbit, an' I rode on an' on, sometimes puttin' up for the night at a ranch house an' sometimes campin' out in the open, where I'd lay till dawn gazin' up at the stars an' wonderin' how things were goin', back at the Diamond Dot.
And right while we stood there, neerly rooted to the spot and gazin' through extacy and 2 pickets, the band gin a loud burst of melody and then stopped, and after a minute of silence, we hearn a voice angel-sweet a risin' up, up, like a lark, a tender-hearted, golden-throated lark.
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