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"Der ball meant to strike me twice as far as dot." There was great anxiety on both sides as Bart Hodge walked out. "You can dood it, Hotch!" shouted Hans. Bart smashed the second ball pitched him, driving it out on a line. Little Bob Bubbs thrust out his left mitt, and the ball spanked into it. It stuck there. The game was over, and Sparkfair's team had defeated the Merries by a single run.
He was married. Old Jolyon had been unable to refrain from marking his appreciation of the action by enclosing his son a cheque for L500. The cheque had been returned in a letter from the 'Hotch Potch, couched in these words. 'Your generous gift was welcome as a sign that you might think worse of me. 'I hope with all my heart that your health is as good as ever. 'Your loving son, 'Jo.
Years and philosophy, of which he had his share, had dimmed the recollection of his defeat at the 'Hotch Potch'; and now in his thoughts it was enshrined as the Queen of Clubs. He would have been a member all these years himself, but, owing to the slipshod way his proposer, Jack Herring, had gone to work, they had not known what they were doing in keeping him out.
Squeezing her hand at parting, he said: "You know, you could always come to us at Robin Hill; you must let me know everything that happens. Good-bye, Irene." "Good-bye," she answered softly. Jolyon climbed back into his cab, wondering why he had not asked her to dine and go to the theatre with him. Solitary, starved, hung-up life that she had! "Hotch Potch Club," he said through the trap-door.
The fellow was seven years older than himself, no better looking! No richer! What attraction had he? 'Besides, he's come back, he thought; 'that doesn't look -I'll go and see him! and, taking out a card, he wrote: "If you can spare half an hour some afternoon this week, I shall be at the Connoisseurs any day between 5.30 and 6, or I could come to the Hotch Potch if you prefer it.
Squeezing her hand at parting, he said: "You know, you could always come to us at Robin Hill; you must let me know everything that happens. Good-bye, Irene." "Good-bye," she answered softly. Jolyon climbed back into his cab, wondering why he had not asked her to dine and go to the theatre with him. Solitary, starved, hung-up life that she had! "Hotch Potch Club," he said through the trap-door.
As early as five o'clock Mr Crathie was abroad, booted and spurred now directing the workmen who were setting up tents and tables; now conferring with house steward, butler, or cook; now mounting his horse and galloping off to the home farm or the distillery, or into the town to the Lossie Arms, where certain guests from a distance were to be accommodated, and whose landlady had undertaken the superintendence of certain of the victualling departments; for canny Mr Crathie would not willingly have the meanest guest ask twice for anything he wanted so invaluable did he consider a good word from the humblest quarter and the best labours of the French cook, even had he reverenced instead of despising Scotch dishes, would have ill sufficed for the satisfaction of appetites critically appreciative of hotch potch, sheep's head, haggis, and black puddings.
Years and philosophy, of which he had his share, had dimmed the recollection of his defeat at the 'Hotch Potch'; and now in his thoughts it was enshrined as the Queen of Clubs. He would have been a member all these years himself, but, owing to the slipshod way his proposer, Jack Herring, had gone to work, they had not known what they were doing in keeping him out.
As the villagers did not happen to have any meat to barter, we purchased all the rice at an exorbitant price; but it was only sufficient for half a meal for each servant and coolie, when equally divided. Fortunately, we killed four snipe and two doves these were added to our last two tins of provisions, which were 'hotch potch, and stewed altogether. This made a good dinner.
Why should he not send for Jo? Taking out his card-case, he pencilled the following message: 'Come round at once. I've sent the carriage for you. On getting out he gave this card to his coachman, telling him to drive as fast as possible to the Hotch Potch Club, and if Mr. Jolyon Forsyte were there to give him the card and bring him at once. If not there yet, he was to wait till he came.
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