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And Audrey and Miss Ingate, deserted, forgotten utterly, unthanked, buffeted by passengers and by the valet who had climbed up into the carriage to take away the impedimenta of his master, gazed at each other and then burst out laughing. "So that's marriage!" said Audrey. "No," said Miss Ingate. "That's love.
If there hadn't been a previous will, and if Aguilar was a thoroughly reliable man, and if the family had wished to uphold the new will, I dare say the Court might have pronounced for it. But under the circumstances it hasn't the ghost of a chance." "But won't the National Reformation Society make trouble?" demanded Miss Ingate faintly. "Let 'em try!" said Mr.
She did not smile, but her green eyes glinted. "Yes, I will," said Audrey curtly. And Tommy's eyes glinted still more. "And I shall get a doctor," said Audrey. "His arm may be broken." "I should," Tommy concurred with gravity. "Well, if it is, I can't set it," said Miss Ingate quizzically. "I was getting on so well with the high lights on that statue.
When, however, Nick referred to Monsieur Dauphin, Miss Ingate was as it were washed safely ashore and said with assurance: "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!" Tommy listened for a few moments, and then, leaning across the table and lighting a cigarette, she said in an intimate undertone to Audrey: "I hope you don't mind coming to the ball to-night. We really didn't know " She stopped.
The secondary but still grandiose enigma of the affair, Mr. Cowl, could be heard walking methodically on the gravel in the garden. Mr. Cowl was the secretary of the National Reformation Society. Suddenly the irregular sound of crunching receded. "He's gone somewhere else," said Audrey. "I'm so relieved," said Miss Ingate. "I hope he's gone a long way off."
For goodness' sake don't go imitating father, Winnie! ... Rather a dull man, I should say. Rather like father, only not so old. He had a beautiful necktie; I think it must have been made out of a strip of Joseph's coat." Miss Ingate giggled at a high pitch, and Audrey responsively smiled. "Oh dear! Oh dear!" murmured Miss Ingate when her giggling was exhausted.
I ought to have thought of it for my own sake, because roofs are so much easier than statues, and I must get an effect somewhere, mustn't I?" Tommy winked at Audrey. But Tommy's wink was as naught to the great invisible wink of Miss Ingate, the everlasting wink that derided the universe and the sun himself. Then Musa appeared, with paraphernalia, at the end of a path.
I've seen a deal of love in my time, ever since my sister Arabella's first engagement, but I never saw any that wasn't vehy, vehy queer." "I do hope they'll be happy," said Audrey. "Do you?" said Miss Ingate. The carriage had emptied, and the two adventurers stood alone among empty compartments. The platform was also empty. Not a porter in sight.
She rose from the table, and, going into a corner, fidgeted with the electric switches, turning certain additional lights off and on. "All right," said Miss Ingate; "I'll write to him. I'm sure he'll expect something. Have you finished your letters?" "Yes." "Well, what's this one on the table, then?" "I shan't go on with that one." "Any message for Musa?"
"I ought to tell you," she went on, "that I came over from London suddenly by the afternoon service in order to escape arrest. I am now a political refugee. Things have come to this pass. You will do well to leave by the first train. That is why I decided to call here before going to bed." "Where's Tommy?" asked Nick, appealing wildly to Miss Ingate and Audrey.
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