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The word seemed to snap the last thread of their incredulity. "And of its great length," gasped Mrs. Ballinger. "She said it was awfully deep, and you couldn't skip you just had to wade through," Miss Glyde added. The idea worked its way more slowly through Mrs. Plinth's compact resistances. "How could there be anything improper about a river?" she enquired. "Improper?"
Each lady waited for the other to speak; and there was a general shock of disappointment when their hostess opened the conversation by the painfully commonplace inquiry: "Is this your first visit to Hillbridge?" Even Mrs. Leveret was conscious that this was a bad beginning; and a vague impulse of deprecation made Miss Glyde interject: "It is a very small place indeed." Mrs. Plinth bristled.
The idea that he was not Sir Percival Glyde at all, that he had no more claim to the baronetcy and to Blackwater Park than the poorest labourer who worked on the estate, had never once occurred to my mind.
"Why, what she said about the source that it was corrupt?" "Not corrupt, but hard to get at," Laura Glyde corrected. "Some one who'd been there had told her so. I daresay it was the explorer himself doesn't it say the expedition was dangerous?" "'Difficult and dangerous," read Miss Van Vluyck. Mrs. Ballinger pressed her hands to her throbbing temples.
The physician positively assured us that Miss Halcombe was out of danger. "She wants no doctor now all she requires is careful watching and nursing for some time to come, and that I see she has." Those were his own words. The effect of the good news on poor Lady Glyde was, I grieve to say, quite overpowering.
Parsons, is distinctly able. The Treasurer, Mr. Glyde, represents caution, and the Minister of Public works, Mr. Ramsay, shrewdness and enterprise. Altogether it is a strong combination of administrative ability, and in Messrs. Bray and Parsons it has two good speakers.
If you go at once, Miss Halcombe won't have a soul left here to look after her." I hope it is unnecessary for me to say that I was quite incapable of deserting Miss Halcombe in such an emergency as had now befallen Lady Glyde and herself. After first distinctly ascertaining from Sir Percival that Mrs.
If you stand firm, Sir Percival must give way he must give way, I tell you, or he exposes himself to the base imputation of marrying Miss Fairlie entirely from mercenary motives." Mr. Fairlie shook the silver smelling-bottle at me playfully. "You dear old Gilmore, how you do hate rank and family, don't you? How you detest Glyde because he happens to be a baronet.
Ballinger interposed, "that you represent the purely objective method " Osric Dane helped herself critically to coffee. "How do you define objective?" she then inquired. There was a flurried pause before Laura Glyde intensely murmured: "In reading YOU we don't define, we feel." Osric Dane smiled. "The cerebellum," she remarked, "is not infrequently the seat of the literary emotions."
He most kindly assisted them, and put them into the carriage himself, begging Mrs. Clements not to forget to send her address to Lady Glyde. The elderly lady did not travel in the same compartment, and they did not notice what became of her on reaching the London terminus. Mrs.
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