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So she only said, after an interval of silence that Geof had scarcely noticed: "I am glad you think us alike, for I have never met a young girl who was as sympathetic to me as Pauline Beverly." "Sympathetic! That's it; that hits her off exactly!"
"There's the flag-ship over by San Servolo," Geof would exclaim, seizing an oar and giving immediate chase; or they would cruise about in an aimless way until Kenwick dropped the remark that the Colonel had said something about a trip to Murano that day. The casual nature of Kenwick's allusions to the Colonel's party afforded Geof no little amusement.
"And she is the only one of us all who hasn't paid the little wretch the slightest attention!" "Oh, yes, she has," Geof protested, in perfect good faith. "She has been smiling at her!" Upon which everybody laughed, and no one more heartily than Geof, at the way his remark had turned out. Kenwick's merriment, however, was not quite sincere.
It seems that the real reason for their bringing Geof frey Delamayn away from Scotland when they did, was that the trainer was uneasy, and wanted to be near London for medical advice. The doctor, on being consulted, owned that he was at a loss to understand the symptoms which he was asked to treat. He had himself fetched the great surgeon to Fulham, that morning. Mr.
Kingsley, in his quiet, gentle voice. "What lots we'll have to tell Ned! O boys, do let's cheer!" cried Selwyn eagerly, springing to his feet. "Here goes three cheers for Uncle Geof and dear papa, and a big, big 'tiger' for his 'ludship!" Once upon a time the Emperor of Rome had a beautiful daughter named Constance.
The felze was arranged for three, the little box-seats taken out, and the chair in place of them; Geof took the chair. And Vittorio rowed them swiftly with the tide, up the Canal, past the tiny striped church of San Vio, to which the pious little princess crosses, in the pretty legend, and on, to the stern and massive Palazzo Rezzonico.
The tide was coming in, though not yet strongly, and they were avoiding the current by keeping in toward the shore of the Lido. Geof was rowing, with power and precision, as his habit was.
"Not since Quattro Fontane;" and then she laughed. "That was only yesterday morning, but one doesn't reckon time by clocks and calendars in Venice." "If the clocks and calendars would only pay the old gentleman as little attention as we do," Geof rejoined, "how lucky we should be!"
"There is nothing silly about a generous action," Geof protested, looking with great kindness at the young girl, to whom the garment of humility was not unbecoming. "I rather think, though, that the man is better off than you imagine. At any rate, I'm very sure he is better off for the goodwill you have shown him."
"But the son is very nice; didn't you think so?" asked May, seized, in her turn, with the spirit of investigation. "He didn't even seem conceited, which clever people usually are." "Yes, indeed! he is very nice; how did you like him, Uncle Dan?" "Geof?" Uncle Dan repeated, rather absently; "How did I like Geof? Oh, I should say he was turning out very well.
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