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Updated: June 26, 2025
"I never knew one like her," said Miss Stanbury, "who, when she'd got away from one man, didn't want to have another dangling after her." A week had hardly passed after the party at Mrs. MacHugh's, and Mrs. Trevelyan had hardly been three weeks at Nuncombe Putney, before the tidings which Miss Stanbury almost expected reached her ears. "The Colonel's been at the Clock House, ma'am," said Martha.
But he knew that if I'm particular about anything, it is about a gentleman's hat in the streets. And he wanted me me! to walk with him across to Mrs. MacHugh's! We should have been hooted about the Close like a pair of mad dogs; and so I told him." "All the young men seem to dress like that now, Aunt Stanbury." "No, they don't. Mr. Gibson doesn't dress like that."
Richard Wheeler, having learned at Smite's and MacHugh's studio of Eugene's marriage and present whereabouts, had hurried over, and then immediately afterwards off to Miriam Finch's studio. Surprised himself, he knew that she would be more so.
Ned Lambert tossed the newspaper aside, chuckling with delight. An instant after a hoarse bark of laughter burst over professor MacHugh's unshaven blackspectacled face. Doughy Daw! he cried. All very fine to jeer at it now in cold print but it goes down like hot cake that stuff. He was in the bakery line too, wasn't he? Why they call him Doughy Daw. Feathered his nest well anyhow.
MacHugh's clear, sharp, merry voice, and she heard her aunt's tone of pretended anger, and she heard Sir Peter's continued laughter, and Brooke Burgess as he continued the telling of some story; but her own trouble was too great to allow of her attending to what was going on at the other end of the room.
MacHugh's cat, and had stolen Aunt Stanbury's best apricot jam, till everybody began to perceive that he was quite a success. Even Sir Peter Mancrudy laughed at his jokes, and Mrs. Powel, from the other side of Sir Peter, stretched her head forward so that she might become one of the gay party. "There isn't a word of it true," said Miss Stanbury. "It's all pure invention, and a great scandal.
The well-weighed decision of Miss Stanbury respecting the Stanbury-Trevelyan arrangement at Nuncombe Putney had been communicated to Dorothy as the two walked home at night across the Close from Mrs. MacHugh's house, and it was accepted by Dorothy as being wise and proper. It amounted to this. If Mrs.
MacHugh's nose, eyes and ears would be comfortably buried in the folds of a blanket. "These hack artists," Eugene would sigh disconsolately. "There's not much to be made out of them. A pile of straw and a couple of boiled potatoes a day is all they need." "Aw, cut it out," MacHugh would grunt. "To hell, to hell, I yell, I yell," would come from somewhere in the voice of Smite.
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