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Updated: June 15, 2025
It appeared that Reynolds, my wife's maid, in putting Liosha into a ready-made gown a model gown I believe is the correct term insisted on her being properly corseted. Liosha, agonisingly constricted, rebelled. The maid was obdurate. Liosha flew at her with a pair of scissors. I think I should have done the same. Reynolds bolted from the room. So should I have done.
I know you're prepared to argue," she said, rather excitedly, "but it's no use. I was right all the time." I yielded. "You're always right, my dear," said I. That is practically all, up to the present, that I have to tell you about Jaffery. What words passed between him and Liosha in the drawing-room I have never known.
Jaffery, having invited Liosha to go for a long walk with him and she having declined, with a polite smile, on the ground that her best Sunday-go-to-meeting long gown was not suitable for country roads, went off by himself in dudgeon. Barbara took Liosha aside and cross-examined her on the subject of Mr. Fendihook and as far as hospitality allowed signified her non-appreciation of the guest.
Most of the men had torn off their upper garments and fought half naked, the sweat glistening on their skins in the feeble light. Soon the heat became unbearable and I too tore off jersey and shirt. Liosha joined me and we worked together without speaking.
And this is what happened. "Jaff Chayne," she said, "I want to have a word with you. You'll excuse me, Doria, but Jaff Chayne's as much my trustee as he is yours. I have business to talk." Doria eyed her coldly. "Talk as much business as you like, my dear girl. I'm not preventing you." Jaffery strode off with Liosha. As soon as they were out of earshot, she said: "Are you going to marry her?"
"There's going to be trouble," said Jaffery, and his look signified that it was he who intended to cause it. "But why Havre of all places in the world?" said I. "I suppose it's the only one he knows," replied Jaffery. "He must have once gone to Paris by that route. It's the cheapest." I glanced through the letter again, and I felt a warm gush of pity for our poor deluded Liosha.
They were to be married think of that, my boy! as soon as they got back to Scutari and found a British Consul and a priest or two to marry them. "Then for God's sake," roared Jaffery, "let us trek to Scutari. I'm fed up with playing gooseberry. The Giant Gooseberry. Ho! ho! ho!" So they shortened their projected journey and, making a circuit, picked up the motor-car a joy and wonder to Liosha.
Then if you like you can go downstairs and stick it into Hilary. And having destroyed everybody who cares for you and is good to you, you'll feel a silly ass such a silly ass that you'll forget to stick it into yourself." Liosha threw the knife into a corner. On its way it snicked a neat little chip out of a chair-back. "What do you want me to do?"
He pointed with his finger and from behind the old yew arbour came the shrill clamour of a little dog in agony. It brought Barbara flying out of the house. Liosha followed leisurely. The yelping ceased. Mr. Ras Fendihook went to meet his hostess. Doria, Jaffery and I looked at one another in mutual and dismayed comprehension. "Old pal," quoted Doria.
"I wrote to the dressmaker yesterday," said Liosha, "and you've got the reply right there." "I assure you I haven't," said the postman. "You're a liar," cried Liosha, "and I guess I'm going to see."
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