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"You're a jolly decent brother-in-law, you are," said Dig admiringly, "and it's a pity Marky don't know what he owes you." At this point Tilbury burst into the room. If Dig and Arthur were a little crazed about cricket, Tilbury was positively off his head. "How's that, umpires?" cried he, as he entered. "Did you see me playing this afternoon?
You'll see we won them all except the senior cricket-ball, half-mile, and senior hundred. It's a rattling good score for us, I can tell you; and we cheered Marky like one o'clock. It was an awful sell Violet couldn't give away our prizes; but she shied at it. I suppose old Pony would have gruffed at her. She is the most beautiful girl in the world.
I vote we go and ask Marky." "Don't like it," said Arthur. "Marky served us scurvily over poor old Smiley, and I don't mean to go over his popping-crease, if I can help it, any more." "That was an underhand twist altogether," said Dig. "Bad enough for Ainger to bowl us out, without him giving it out, too, the way he did.
"Then Marky came and patted me on the back. `Splendid, old fellow, said he. `How do you mean? said I; `ain't I licked into a cocked hat? `You've done it in nineteen seconds, said he. `Go on! said I. And then the other fellows came up and cheered, and then Violet called out, `Bravo, Herapath, and Ainger said, `Run indeed, young 'un. So I had to believe it; and I can tell you I was a bit pleased.
So I said he was a gentleman, and asked him if he would like to take any thing, when my servant should get it for him; but the Honorable Deuceace don't drink of a morning, and he went away to some business which he said he had. "Presently there's another ring at my outer door: and this time it's Bloundell-Bloundell and the marky that comes in.
Recently, too, a difference had sprung up between Arthur and Marky about the Smileys; and Railsford felt that he had not done all he might to smooth over that bitter memory and recover the loyalty and affection of the bereaved dog-fancier.
Caroline said I had lost the money: though I didn't remember a syllable about the business. I had taken Deuceace's money too; but then it was because he offered it to me you know, and that's a different thing. Every one of these chaps was a man of fashion and honour; and the Marky and the Countess of the first families in France.
Can you spare me a photograph to stick up on the mantelpiece to remind me of you always? You needn't send a cabinet one, because they cost too much. I'd sooner have a carte-de-visite and the rest in stamps, if you don't mind. I'm doing my best to give Marky a leg-up. I could get him into a row and a half if I liked, but for your sake I'm keeping it all dark. I hope you'll come down soon.
"You see it would be rough to take him from his mother while he is so young. It's not as if he was no relation." "Of course not. What have you been doing with Marky these holidays?" "Oh, he was seedy sore throat. I fancy he was shamming a bit to get a week extra. You see, he's spoons on my sister Daisy." "I fancy I've heard that before," observed Felgate.
'Bong jour, Marky, says I. 'Good morning no headache? says he. So I said I had one; and how I must have been uncommon queer the night afore; but they both declared I didn't show no signs of having had too much, but took my liquor as grave as a judge. "'So, says the Marky, 'Deuceace has been with you; we met him in the Palais Royal as we were coming from breakfast. Has he settled with you?
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