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In their short lives David and Angela had experienced a procession of nurses, of nursery-governesses, of lady-helps, each one of whom received or gave her month's notice within a few weeks of arrival, and against whom they had conducted a sullen or a violent war. From the first it had been different with Miss Humfray. But her reception of this attitude they found a new and astonishing experience.
Again this pretty Miss Humfray had laughed, but this time had fully sympathised with their view of the point at issue and had made of the affair a most entrancing game. She, behold, was a pirate captain; they were the rebellious crew.
David swallowed the rising interrogation; substituted instead an observant poke: "Miss Humfray doesn't want to speak to you. She hates you." The uncompromising directness of these brats, their gross ill- mannerliness, was a matter of which Bob made constant complaint to his mother. The belief that he observed a twitch at the corner of Mary's mouth served further to harden his tones.
He felt there to be much truth, in her contention that his Rose, if secreted near by, would come quicker at her call than at the call of another. His Rose had known and loved her for a full year. His Rose, refined cat, did not take quickly to strangers, and had not he had noticed it given herself to Miss Humfray. Therefore Mr. Marrapit eagerly clutched at Mrs. Major.
"Those Battersea digs," he told her. They had no words. At Queen's Road station gloomily they alighted; silently laboured to the house of Mrs. Pinking. George answered her surprise. "Miss Humfray will have these rooms again, Mrs. Pinking, if you will be so kind; and I " He checked. "Could you let us have some tea, Mrs. Pinking? Afterwards I'll have a talk with you.
Between convulsive sobs she told him, he bridging the hiatuses of emotion with "Oh-dear-oh-dears," in which alarm and sympathy were nicely mingled. Painting details with a masterly hand, "And there was I alone," she concluded "alone, at the mercy of a wild horse and a drunken cabman." "But Miss Humfray was with you?" "Miss Humfray managed to jump out and leave me."
Seest thou how gaily my young master goes, Vaunting himself upon his rising toes; And pranks his hand upon his dagger's side; And picks his glutted teeth since late noon-tide? 'Tis Ruffio: Trow'st thou where he dined to-day? In sooth I saw him sit with Duke Humfray. Many good welcomes, and much gratis cheer, Keeps he for every straggling cavalier.
Beneath the mingled gusts of hysteria and of wrath it violently contracted and dilated; but the heart, terrificly though Mrs. Chater said it throbbed, lay too deep to be discerned. The agitated woman panted, "Can it go on like that?" "I'm afraid I hardly " Miss Humfray shifted her hand. "Stupid! Take off your glove!" The white kid clung to the warm flesh.
In his slow, solemn voice, "You kiss him first," he said. Miss Humfray always took their medicine first, and David argued from the one evil necessity to this other. Mr. Bob Chater laughed delightedly. "That's a brilliant idea!" he cried; came two strides towards Mary; put a hand upon her arm. So sudden, so unexpected was his movement, that by the narrowest chance only did she escape his purpose.
There was the aggravating fact that mothers'-helps, just as if they were ordinary people, must be fed; there was also the contingency that servants most strongly objected to serving a special meal even "on a tray" to one who was not of the family, yet who had airs above the kitchen. Except, then, when there were guests Miss Humfray must be accommodated at late dinner. Mrs.
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