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This afternoon I went up, and she went out for a walk with me; and we went down through Kensington Gardens, and all round by the Serpentine " "Did she go into that parade of people?" said Ingram, looking up with some surprise.
The girl did not know that from the moment she had left the steps of the Old Ship in company with that good friend of hers she had unconsciously fallen into much of her old pronunciation and her old habit of speech; while Ingram, much more familiar with the Sheila of Borvabost and Loch Roag than with the Sheila of Netting Hill and Kensington Gardens, did not perceive the difference, but was mightily pleased to hear her talk in any fashion whatsoever.
"I told you once about a girl who jolly nearly got me into a motor accident all through her fancying herself as a chauffeur. That was Lois Ingram. Paris girl. Same lot, isn't it?" "Oh! Was that Lois?" Lucas murmured. "Well, I'm dashed!" They returned in a hurry to the entrance-hall, fearful lest the ladies might have arrived. However, the ladies had not arrived.
The shore party nearly all died. But three lived to write of their adventures. David Ingram, following Indian trails all round the Gulf of Mexico and up the Atlantic seaboard, came out where St. John, New Brunswick, stands now, was picked up by a passing Frenchman, and so got safely home. Job Hortop and Miles Philips were caught by the Spaniards and sent back to Mexico.
And in a flash of insight he seemed to understand that the poet in him had already asserted itself in his life as well as in his work. Was it not the very curiousness of his relationship with Ingram had made it so palatable?
Except good qualities are inbred, it is almost as impossible for a person in one stratum of society to be lifted up into another as it is for the geological strata of the earth to change positions. The grandmother of James Ingram had good blood in her veins; she came from a family that had performed valiant deeds in war and in peace.
"I know, I know," Sanchia murmured, and then begged him not to speak of it. "Ah, but I must, you know," he vowed. "What! A damned unnatural father!..." And then he held her closely, while he whispered his anxiety. "Sancie tell me, my lamb put my mind at rest. He that fellow that Ingram he was good to you, hey? He didn't hey?" She vowed in her turn. "Oh, yes, dearest, yes. Of course he was.
It was like the cry of a drowning man who sees the last life-boat set out for shore, leaving him to his fate. And Ingram had not a word to say in reply to that piteous entreaty. "I do not ask him to stop in Borva: no, it iss a small place for one that hass lived in a town. But the Lewis, that is quite different; and there iss ferry good houses in Stornoway."
I was not thinking of Borvabost at all. Well, Ingram, can't you run down and see us while we are at Brighton?" "Oh do, Mr. Ingram!" said Sheila with quite a new interest in her face; and she came forward as though she would have gone down on her knees and begged this great favor of him. "Do, Mr. Ingram! We should try to amuse you some way, and the weather is sure to be fine.
"May I not ask who is the lady?" he said at last. "She is nobody in particular," said Ingram. "I call her 'Cleo, which is sufficient for all practical purposes. There is really no reason why I should not tell you now that Cleo, in fact, has been the companion of my leisure for the past six years. I will leave you to form your own impression of her."
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