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When the circle began slowly to revolve before the fire, one of Sally's hands was in Jarvis's, the other in that of the neighbour who could chop down trees as easily as he could address audiences, and whose hand, therefore, possessed a warm and even grip which suggested both friendliness and strength. Upon Donald Ferry's farther side was Josephine, and Max clasped her other hand.
"Mary need not go near her. But both Mr. Bagsley and Mrs. Jarvis's doctor said Eppie would soon get better with fresh air and good nursing." "One never can tell with a disease like that. And as for good nursing I see clearly that as usual the burden must fall upon me." Miss Gordon sighed deeply and hunted in her basket for her spool.
"She seems to consult me precious little about anything lately," he observed to Jarvis. "You must admit she's grown up and can think for herself. Besides, much as I'd like to see her back, I think she's right," was Jarvis's opinion. "Of course you'd side with her against me every time. But I think her brothers are a trifle nearer to her than her uncle."
Then Hawkes took the bag and the parcels and handed them also to Jarvis. One of them burst open, disclosing her father's parting gifts. She kept the rosary and the miniature, and wrapping up the others carefully she placed them on the top of the other articles in the outraged Jarvis's arms, and then gave him her final injunctions.
"Well, here is a barrel of flour and some groceries for him." "There must be some mistake, sir." "Is not this Mr. Jarvis's?" "Yes." "And number 40?" "Yes." "Then this is the place, for that was the direction given me." "Yes, this is the place bring them in," spoke up Jarvis, in an animated tone. The drayman, of course, obeyed.
"It will take you at least twenty-four hours to get there." "Yes. What has that to do with it?" Jarvis's face looked as if he thought it had a good deal to do with it. He knew that, dress as quietly as she would and Sally's dressing for the street meant always the plainest and simplest of attire there was that about her which invariably attracted attention.
Mavis passed in with Mrs Hamilton, for whom a telegram was waiting. "Dinner at eight to-night, Jarvis; an hour earlier than usual. Lay for four," said Jarvis's mistress, after opening the telegram. "Yes, ma'am," replied Jarvis, as Mrs Hamilton walked upstairs to the drawing-room, followed by Mavis.
Jarvis's opinion was that his father, who had been coachman at Brentwood before him, had never heard anything about it, and that the whole thing had arisen within the last ten years, since the complete dismantling of the old house; which was a wonderfully modern date for a tale so well authenticated.
"Beth," she called sharply, "don't forget your engagement for this afternoon." Mrs. Jarvis's tone told Elizabeth that the usual dispute regarding her goings and comings was at hand. Generally she managed to cajole her querulous companion into permitting her her own way, but prospects did not look very bright at present.
"Guess I know where dat kitty belongs. Dey all has dose collars. I guess she's one of Bat Jarvis's kitties. He's got twenty-t'ree of dem, and dey all has dose collars." "Bat Jarvis?" "Sure." "Who is he?" Pugsy looked at her incredulously. "Say! Ain't youse never heard of Bat Jarvis? He's he's Bat Jarvis." "Do you know him?" "Sure, I knows him." "Does he live near here?"
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