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"Sir," says Tom, "before we proceed any further, will you have the goodness to inform me who this young Salamander" Tom called him that for aggravation, you perceive, gentlemen "who this young Salamander may be?" "That, Mr. Grig," says the old gentleman, "is my little boy. He was christened Galileo Isaac Newton Flamstead. Don't mind him. He's a mere child."
Pendyce fixed her eyes on her lap. "You see, Grig," she began, "she was here a good deal before she left the Firs, and, of course, she's related to me though it's very distant. With those horrid cases, you never know what will happen. Horace is certain to say that she ought to go back to her husband; or, if that's impossible, he'll say she ought to think of Society.
"The orb of day has set on Thomas Grig for ever!" 'At this affecting remark, the Gifted shed tears again, and the other two mingled their tears with his, in a kind if I may use the expression of Mooney and Co.'s entire.
"Well, if this is what chivalry has come to, thank God I'm not a squire!" Mrs. Pendyce's eyes flickered. "Ah!" she said, "I've thought like that so often." Gregory broke the silence. "I can't help the customs of the country. My duty's plain. There's nobody else to look after her." Mrs. Pendyce sighed, and, rising from her chair, said: "Very well, dear Grig; do let us go and have some tea."
They did not see the boy, as he sat cowering close to the cliff on the ledge below. Ike listened in great trepidation to what they were saying; he experienced infinite surprise when presently one of them mentioned Grig Beemy's name. So they knew who had stolen the horse!
"Horace," she said, and her face looked young and anxious, "Grig says that Helen Bellew ought not to go on in her present position. Of course, I told him that you'd be annoyed, but Grig says that she can't go on like this, that she simply must divorce Captain Bellew." Mr. Pendyce was lying on his back. "What's that?" he said. Mrs. Pendyce went on
"Father," said Paul, "I am going immediately to Paris. I have not even time to wait and see my mother she is out driving, I hear. Will you understand, father, and make it all right with her?" And Sir Charles said, as he wrung his son's hand: "Take care of yourself, Paul I understand, my boy and remember, Grig and I are with you to the bone. Wire if you want us and let me have your news."
Somehow those two figures seemed to go before Ben all along the pleasant road, and half spoilt his fun; for though he laughed and talked, cut canes, and seemed as merry as a grig, he could not help feeling that he ought to have asked leave to go, and been kinder to Bab. "Perhaps Mrs.
"I have only seen him three or four times, but it seemed to me, Grig, that he was a man who might act in one way today and another tomorrow. He is so very different from all the men about here." "When it comes to the deep things of life," said Gregory, "one man is much as another. Is there any man you know who would be so lacking in chivalry as to refuse in these circumstances?" Mrs.
Wouldn't she, just! Wouldn't they tear her to pieces!" "Yes, they would," said the Captain, "they certainly would. This is a world of hypocrites, Charles, damned rotten hypocrites!" "That's what it is, Grig! Not one of those same old hens who would have said, 'Ought we to visit her? and denounced the whole 'immoral' affair, and all that sort of thing not one of them, I say, but would "
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