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Updated: June 17, 2025
At luncheon-time came an urgent telegram from Weymouth. I sent no reply then, because I thought I knew that you were on your way. But when I was ready to start, it occurred to me that I should save you trouble by wiring that I should join you as soon as possible so I drove to the post-office before going to Paddington. Well, you rushed off to Wimbledon?
"Never knew father to do a thing like this before. If it's a joke" his fingers felt the seal of "Env. No. 4" "I might as well find it out at once. Still, father never would joke with a fellow's promise the way he asked it of me. 'My word of honour' that's putting it pretty strong. I'll see it through, of course. My, but I'm getting hungry! It must be near luncheon-time."
Denise returned to the house at luncheon-time, entered by the window, and caught Mademoiselle Brun hastily shutting an atlas. "I was wondering," she said, "where Saarbrueck might be, and whether any one we know had time to get there before the battle." "Yes." "But Colonel Gilbert will tell us." "Colonel Gilbert?" inquired Denise, turning rather sharply. "Yes.
He says do not sell, and then he does not come near us. He must give his reasons. Why should I take his advice?" "Why, indeed?" said Mademoiselle Brun, to whom the question was not quite a new one. She knew that though Denise would rebel against de Vasselot's advice, she would continue to follow it. "It seems to be luncheon-time," said Denise, when they reached the village. "The place is deserted.
It was luncheon-time, and they were about to sit as I was announced. The General motioned me to a seat, and then again, as if on second thought, made as though to introduce me to some one who stood beside him. My amazement was unbounded when I saw, smiling cynically at me, Monsieur Doltaire. He was the envoy from Quebec.
He did not review the prospect with much relish, but inaction had become intolerable to him, and he had an intense longing to get away. He had arranged to return to town that afternoon. It was towards luncheon-time that he left his room, and, descending, came upon Lady Emberdale in the hall. She turned to meet him, a slight flush upon her face.
It was nearly luncheon-time when she landed. Smith met her with the news that Mr. Donovan had been suffering severely with his heart all the morning, that he would not join the Queen at luncheon, that, further, he felt the need of absolute quiet and rest during the afternoon, but hoped to be able to meet the German captain at dinner. Donovan's balcony commanded a full view of the harbour.
At luncheon-time she returned, with no better appetite, and after that went up to Mr. Richards' room. She stayed with him two or three hours, and then sat down to her embroidery-frame, still cold, and impassionate, and silent. Father Francis came up in the evening; but she was cold and unsocial with him as with the rest of us. So that first day ended, and so every day has gone on since.
It was glaringly hot, and when they reached the Casa Perucca, Denise asked the colonel to come in and rest. It was, moreover, luncheon-time, and in a thinly populated country the great distances between neighbours are conducive to an easier hospitality than that which exists in closer quarters. The colonel naturally stayed to luncheon.
Servants who had stayed eight years without a change, merely one addition, were things to be watched hungrily. "I beg your pardon, but it's luncheon-time, Mrs. Harrington," said the children's nurse at this point, appearing in the doorway. "May I have the children?" Phyllis bent over the sleeping boy and dog and unfastened her son.
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