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For he had a ring and half a ring to buy for Margaret, and he thought he would buy one also for Hennie Penny, as a pleasant reminder of their good days in Sark.
Charming and beautiful as she had always been, this new Margaret was to the old as a radiant butterfly to its chrysalis, as the glory of the opening flower to the promise of the bud. And Hennie Penny's quickened intelligence, projecting itself into the future, could fathom heights and depths and greater glories still to come.
We drew up before an immense palace of pink-and-white marble with orange-trees outside the doors in gold-and-black tubs. "Would you care to go in?" I suggested. She hesitated, glanced, bit her lip, and resigned herself. "Oh well, there seems nowhere else," said she. "Get out, Hennie." I went first to find the table, of course she followed.
MacEwen... I'll be back here in an hour... or less... I'll " Mrs. R. dashed up the steps. I saw her bag was open again. So we three were left. But really it wasn't my fault. Hennie looked crushed to the earth, too. When the car was there she wrapped her dark coat round her to escape contamination. Even her little feet looked as though they scorned to carry her down the steps to us.
Rookwood Hall passed into another family of the Rookes, distantly related; and after two years dallying, Miss Hennie Partlett, forgetting former grievances, became Mrs. Gamecock, and Redcomb gave her away. MR. TRUNK, the great East India merchant, is an individual of immense weight in the City. Wherever he appears the crowd make way for him, and bestow upon him marked attention.
They wouldn't enjoy it and I wouldn't enjoy it, and I never enjoyed anything so much in my life as that last round." So Hennie took pity on him, and they danced many times amid great applause. "Awfully good of you!" said Charles Svendt, as the dawn came peeping in through the east windows and the open front door; and Mrs.
He never discussed his affairs with me nor I mine with him, and we had no business together except on purely business lines. If he had to buy or sell he sent it my way, of course, nothing more. You will believe me, Graeme " "Every word, my boy " "We all believe it, Mr. Pixley," said Hennie Penny warmly. "And I know it, Charles," said Margaret. "It is very good of you all," he groaned.
But then she remembered that it was different Hennie was Hennie, and she was she, and it was for her that the crystal ball of life had opened of a sudden and shown the radiance within. How long they sat in silence before the rainbow fire she never knew. Hennie was snoring gently purring as one might say in the most genuinely ingenuous fashion.
And presently they had met again on the gleaming stretch of sand; he in orthodox tight-fitting dark-blue elastic web which set off his long limbs and broad shoulders to great advantage; Hennie Penny in pale blue, her somewhat plump figure redeemed by the merry face which recognised all its owner's deficiencies and more than made up for them all; Margaret, tall, slim, shapely, revealing fresh graces with every movement, a sea-goddess in pale pink a sight to set the heart of a marble statue plunging with delight.
" But if some present benefit was to come to his creditors I should consider it right to do it, not otherwise." "Suppose you go across, and see him, and talk it over with him, Mr. Pixley?" said Hennie Penny. "I suppose that's the only thing to be done," groaned Charles. "How do you get there?" "The Courier would call here by arrangement up at the Eperquerie," said Graeme.
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