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On the Monday morning Norris returned to Jephson's, with pride in his heart and a sovereign in his pocket, the latter the gift of his excellent uncle. He had had, he freely admitted to himself, a good time. His uncle had done him well, exceedingly well, and he looked forward to going to the show-place again in the near future.
"First catch your common-sensed girl," muttered Jephson, a little grumpily, as it seemed to me. "Where do you propose finding her?" "Well," returned MacShaugnassy, "I looked to find her in Miss Medbury." As a rule, the mention of Miss Medbury's name brings a flush of joy to Jephson's face; but now his features wore an expression distinctly approaching a scowl. "Oh!" he replied, "did you?
She had adored her from the first day they met, when Pauline was junior English governess at Miss Jephson's Collegiate School for Young Ladies at Brighton, and Rose was a frightened, lonely, homesick child of fourteen, tasting her first experience of boarding-school.
But none of us felt inclined to laugh at Jephson's stories, for they dealt not with the goodness of the rich to the poor, which is a virtue yielding quick and highly satisfactory returns, but with the goodness of the poor to the poor, a somewhat less remunerative investment and a different matter altogether.
The people come and go about you, and you listen to them talking and laughing, and you look into your patient's eyes, and you just know that it's all a play." The incident that Jephson's remark had reminded me of, she told me one afternoon, as I sat propped up by the fire, trying to drink a glass of port wine, and feeling somewhat depressed at discovering I did not like it.
'That's your affair, said the Bishop, 'you're captain. Have you finished your address? Is there anything else you'd like to say? Norris considered, and, as he went in at Jephson's gate, wound up with this Parthian shaft 'All I can say is that you're not fit to be at a public school. They ought to sack a chap for doing that sort of thing. If you'll take my advice, you'll leave.
She lived at first with a cousin of Miss Jephson's, a clergyman's widow; but the arrangement did not somehow prove a satisfactory one, and it was a relief to them both when Clare Desborough, whose old admiration for Pauline had revived on meeting her in London, had begged her to share the little flat her mother had consented to rent for her, while the family spent the winter in Italy.
"Oh, no; we have many competitors; but none very important. Our closest rival, for instance, has headquarters on this very coast in San Francisco but spreads, as we do, over the civilized world. Yet Jephson's that's the firm do not claim to equal our business. They deal mostly in pearls." "Pearls, eh?" said Arthur, musingly.
But what did he want you for, really? 'He was ragging me about the House. Quite right, too. You know, there's no doubt about it, Leicester's does want bucking up. 'We're going to get the cricket cup, said Marriott, for the defence. 'We may. If it wasn't for the Houses in between. School House and Jephson's especially. And anyhow, that's not what I meant. The games are all right. It's
When, on returning home one evening, after a pipe party at my friend Jephson's, I informed my wife that I was going to write a novel, she expressed herself as pleased with the idea. She said she had often wondered I had never thought of doing so before. "Look," she added, "how silly all the novels are nowadays; I'm sure you could write one."
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