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"It would be," he remarked, smoothly, "a mistake to quarrel." They separated, and immediately afterwards the ball was found. A little later on the round was finished. Clara attributed her success to the excellence of her caddie. Mrs. Handsell deplored a headache, which had put her off her putting. Lindsay, who was in a bad temper, declined an invitation to lunch, and rode off on his bicycle.
Nothing of this did I think aboard The Humane Hopwood. I was too young to have any thought at all, save of rage and anguish when it pleased Captain Handsell, being in a cheerful mood, to belabour me, till I was black and blue, with a rope's end.
I know you too well, my dear Leslie, to attempt your conversion, but I can assure you that I am very nearly in earnest!" "You interest me amazingly," he remarked, smiling. "May I ask, does Mannering know you as Mrs. Handsell only?" "Of course!" "This," he continued, "is not the Garden of Eden. I may be the first, but others will come who will surely recognize you." "I must risk it," she answered.
"You're picking up some strange ideas, Clara," he remarked. "Well, if I am, that's better than being contented to all eternity with the old ones," she replied. "Mrs. Handsell is doing us all no end of good. She makes us think! We all ought to think, Richard." "What on earth for?" "You are really hopeless," she murmured. "So bucolic " "Thanks," he interrupted. "I seem to recognize the inspiration.
The rest of the little party gathered round the motor car, and Borrowdean asked preposterous questions about the gears and the speeds. "If you are really interested," Mrs. Handsell said, languidly, "I will take you home. I have only room for one, unfortunately, with all these clubs and things." "I should be delighted," Borrowdean answered, "but perhaps Miss Mannering "
She was proud of her relationship with a white Englishman "a right go-down Buckra" as she called him who commanded a ship, and besides recommended her to other gentlemen in his way for a Washerwoman; and although she took care to inform me, before we had been twenty-four hours acquainted, that her Husband, Sam Handsell, has been a sad Rascal, who would have drunk all her Money away, had he not Timeously drunk himself to death, she made me the friendliest welcome, and promised that she would do all she could for me, "the little piccaninny buckra," who was set down by Mr.
She had addressed Mannering, but her eyes seemed suddenly drawn to Borrowdean. As though dazzled by the sun, she dropped her veil. Borrowdean was standing as though turned to stone, perfectly rigid and motionless. His face was like a still, white mask. "I am so sorry," Mannering said, "but I have had a most unexpected visit from an old friend. May I introduce Sir Leslie Borrowdean Mrs. Handsell!"
I am perfectly certain that for some reason or other he hates going. Yet he seems to have been everywhere, to know every one. To hear him talk with Mrs. Handsell is like a new Arabian Nights to me." He nodded. "Your uncle was a very distinguished man," he said. "I was only at college then, but I remember what a fuss there was in all the papers when he resigned his seat."
Handsell as being the son of an old Shipmate of his that had met with misfortunes. After a six weeks' stay in the island, and The Humane Hopwood getting Freight in the way of Sugar, Captain Handsell bade me good by, and set sail with a fair wind for Bristol, England. I never set Eyes upon him again.
Then he laughed heartily. "By all means!" he answered. "Our foursome stands, then, Mrs. Handsell. This way, Borrowdean!" The two men turned once more seaward, walking in single file along the top of the grassy bank. The woman in the car inclined her head, and motioned the driver to proceed. Borrowdean seemed after all to take but little interest in the game.
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