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"Emanuel and Mr. Dean?" "Yes. But you must have heard?" "I assure you, Sally, no one has told me a word about it." "But they quarrelled up here. I did hear that Andrew threw Emanuel into your lake." "Who told you that?" "It was Mrs. Prockter. She was calling on the mater yesterday, and she seemed to be full of it according to the mater's account. Mrs.
He was very businesslike about it and didn't say a word. He had to get it out of his system that was all. Nobody laughed at him. One sees gray-haired men stand and cheer, sing and enthuse over their Alma Mater's team. For the moment the rest of the world is forgotten.
Railsford told him it was the reward of downright work; and he inclined to think such was the case himself. Arthur of course gibed at the idea. "All gammon," said he. "It's a lucky fluke for you, and I'm glad for your mater's sake. But I wouldn't say too much about it if I were you. It'll make the fellows grin." "Why should they grin at me any more than you?"
The mater's wishes and mine never so thoroughly chimed together as now. Of course I'll do it. No fear on that point. I'll write off to the dear old lady, and set her heart at rest, by this very post. As to leave, I must manage that somehow. The mother is quite right. With a girl like Beatrice there is no time to be lost. Any fellow might come over to Northbury and pick her up.
"It's just her way," he explained half-apologetically. "The mater is like that. She's rough and ready. She's always done it to Dinah, had a sort of down on her for some reason. I guessed she meant business last night when I saw the dog-whip had gone out of the hall. I wished afterwards I'd thought to hide it, for it's rather a beastly implement. But the mater's a difficult woman to baulk.
"Why did your mother rush to tell you that I hadn't slept in the house last night?" "The mater's in an awful state of nerves," he said. Incidentally I had to admit to myself that I had not made sufficient allowance for that indubitable fact, but I chose to disregard it at the moment. I wanted to be sure of the treachery of Grace Tattersall.
And there was a note of deep appeal in the Mater's voice as she asked: "Why not get that boy you wrote so much about Tommy what's-his-name, the Southerner? I like him!"
"I say, Hindford, do me a good turn to-night, will you?" "Well, old chap, what is it, eh?" "When you say 'good-night, don't really go." The Captain looked astonished. "But " he began. "Wait outside a second for me. When the Mater's gone to bed I want you to come into the Park with me." "The Park? What for?" "To find that beggar chap. I bet he's there. Lots of his sort sleep there, you know.
Rex paraded the room with mincing steps, and simpered at his own reflection in the looking-glass. "Old things of the mater's and Edna's. Brought 'em over in the cart, and dressed in the summer-house. What a nice girl I should have made, to be sure! Seems quite a waste, doesn't it? I say, though, I am nearly suffocating with heat. Can't I go and take them off somewhere?"
Then he made one savage spring at him, and if the chain had not been stout the fellow would have earned his shilling dearly. "The dad was satisfied now that he could go to bed in peace; and the mater's alarm for the safety of the local burglars was proportionately increased. "Months passed uneventfully by, and then another burglar sampled our house.
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