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Having inspected his luggage in the hall, he went to the telephone again and ascertained that Laurencine had actually started from home. Almost at the same moment a taxi stopped in front of the house. "She's been jolly quick," thought George, meaning the parlourmaid; but going to the window he saw that his stepfather and his mother were in the taxi. He did not rush out to them. He did not move.
"Oh yes, darling, you must rest, really!" said Laurencine earnestly. "Thank you, madam." In three minutes the priestess, bearing easily the trunk by a strap, had gone, bowing. Lois's old tea-gown, flung across the head of the sofa, alone remained to brighten the furniture. The drawing-room door opened again immediately, and a military officer entered.
And then George reflected: "And why not? Why shouldn't she have a crême de menthe?" When Laurencine raised the tiny glass to her firm, large mouth, George thought that the sight of the young virginal thing tasting a liqueur was a fine and a beautiful sight. "It's just heavenly!" murmured Laurencine ecstatically. Miss Wheeler was gazing at George.
She remained intimate with my wife, who, I may say, is an excellent judge of character, and she was exceedingly kind to our girls, especially Lois but Laurencine too and as they grew up she treated them like sisters. Now, Mr. Cannon, I shall be perfectly frank with you. I shall not pretend that I was not rather useful to Miss Wheeler I mean in the Press. She had social ambitions. And why not?
George's manner corresponded, instinctively, chivalrously; but George was not deceived at any rate in the subconscious depth of his mind. "Exactly!" murmured George. "Yes" said Lucas. "She said: 'I could bring Laurencine with me, if you can get another man. That would make a four. She said she wanted to wake Laurencine up." "Did you tell her you should ask me?" George questioned. "Oh!
George showed the reserve of the artist; Lucas the ease of the connoisseur of mundane spectacles; Laurencine the sturdy, catholic, girlish innocence that nothing can corrupt. And the sovereign was Lois. She straightened her shoulders; she leaned languorously; she looked up, she looked down; she spoke softly and loudly; she laughed and smiled.
He had moved the pins daily, until little Laurencine one morning, aloft on a chair, decided to change all the positions of the opposing armies. Laurencine established German army corps in Marseilles, the Knockmillydown Mountains, and Torquay, while sending the French to Elsinore and Aberdeen. There was trouble in the house.
Even Laurencine knew the names of all the leading makers, and when the names of all the leading makers had been enumerated and their products discussed, the party seemed to think that it had accomplished something that was both necessary and stylish. When the tablecloth had been renewed, and the solemn moment came for Everard Lucas to order liqueurs, George felt almost gay.
"I've got a taxi outside," said Lucas. "A taxi?" she repeated in a disappointed tone. And then, as an afterthought: "Well, I have to call at Debenham's." The fact was that Laurencine wanted to be seen walking with her military officer in some well-frequented thoroughfare. They lived at Hampstead. Lois rang the bell. "Ask nurse to bring the children down, please at once," she told the parlourmaid.
"Never mind, my dear," said Mr. Ingram very benevolently, and he bent down and retrieved Laurencine's napkin, which he kept. "And now," he proceeded, "the serious operation being over and the patient out of danger, shall we talk about something else for a few moments?" "I should think so indeed!" Laurencine exclaimed, suddenly gay. "George, when shall you know about the competition?"
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