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Macandrew, but he did not summon a messenger to go for them. Instead he raised his eyebrows in a manner that expressed the necessity of making the best of it, and humourously scratched his head. "We have four hundred pounds of new type coming out in the Almora she's due on Thursday," he said. "Entirely for the advertisements. We'll have a fine display next week.
In the evening, when he was comparatively alone, Banghurst broke down and went on like a man of clay. I have been told he wept, which must have made an imposing scene, and he certainly said Filmer had ruined his life, and offered and sold the whole apparatus to MacAndrew for half-a-crown. "I've been thinking " said MacAndrew at the conclusion of the bargain, and stopped.
Mrs. MacAndrew looked at her sister coolly. "Perhaps you weren't very wise with him sometimes. Men are queer creatures, and one has to know how to manage them." Mrs. MacAndrew shared the common opinion of her sex that a man is always a brute to leave a woman who is attached to him, but that a woman is much to blame if he does. <i Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait pas.> Mrs.
To avoid the tedium of dining <i tete-a-tete>, to give their servants a rest, because there was no reason to refuse, because they were "owed" a dinner. The dining-room was inconveniently crowded. There was a K.C. and his wife, a Government official and his wife, Mrs. Strickland's sister and her husband, Colonel MacAndrew, and the wife of a Member of Parliament.
She was severe and decisive, and without recognition of anything there but the tariff of the house, and sold her refreshments as in a simple yet exacting ritual which she despised, but knew to be righteous. It was many months since I had been there. Macandrew was no nearer than Rotterdam, and perhaps would not see London that voyage.
But in the district of North Surrey the reception of the news was tempered by a perception of unusual aerial phenomena. Overnight Wilkinson and MacAndrew had fallen into violent argument on the exact motives of their principal's rash act.
No part of the road is better than the rest. It is merely a long road. That day when I first heard of Bill Purdy I was going to the tavern hoping to meet Macandrew, Chief of the Medea. His ship was in again. But there was nobody about. There was nothing in sight but the walls, old, sad, and discreet, of the yards where ships are repaired.
If not perhaps... MacAndrew " "You're not feeling WELL?" said Banghurst, and stared at his white face. "My dear!" he said, as Mrs. Banghurst came up with them, "Filmer says he isn't feeling WELL." "A little queer," exclaimed Filmer, avoiding the Lady Mary's eyes. "It may pass off " There was a pause. It came to Filmer that he was the most isolated person in the world.
"I remember before we were married he used to potter about with a paint-box. But you never saw such daubs. We used to chaff him. He had absolutely no gift for anything like that." "Of course it's only an excuse," said Mrs. MacAndrew. Mrs. Strickland pondered deeply for some time. It was quite clear that she could not make head or tail of my announcement.
"I might pay for one " Macandrew drew red cartwheels on his blotting-pad. "Those seats are sure to be gone. I'll send you a box. Stanhope's as bad as he can be with dysentery you might make a local out of that. Be sure to mention he can't see anybody it's absurd the way Calcutta people want to be paid." "A box'll be grand," said Mr. Macandrew. "I'll see ye get plenty of ancores.
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