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Mrs McNab was too capable a housewife to allow the noise and odour of culinary preparations to invade the rest of the house; but by this time Margot was sure of her welcome, for scarcely a day had passed by that she had not offered her services, and been condescendingly permitted to shell peas, stone fruit, or whip up snowy masses of cream.
"No resistance, mind you!" warned Terry. "Trust me for that," grinned Rube. "I ain't anxious for no punctured skin, nor yit a stretched neck." "Pick your men carefully." "I'll take Jack Phillips and Jim McNab," said Rube, after a moment's thought, "and possibly a few refreshments?" he suggested. Terry reached into his pocket. "Certainly, certainly," said he. "Treat yourself well."
McNab, who, for some reason, not apparent, seemed to be greatly irritated by whatever remarks her patient made. "There isna ony hope for thum that hasna been elected. Ye might talk an' pray a' yer life and 'twould do ye na gude, I dinna ken where you've been a' yer life, not to ken that afore. With a' yer furbelowed claithes and jewelled watch and trinkets, ye dinna ken much aboot the gospel.
With a leer of triumph he threw his hand on the table, face-up, displaying " "Stop him, stop him!" shouted Mr. Ridley, rising excitedly. "Don't let him take the money! If I'd a knowed you at the time, brother, it never would a happened! I'd a put you wise to that McNab. He ain't no more doctor than I am, and his name ain't McNab either! The scar-faced son of a gun!
That is far easier than sending over to Rew, and I'd be delighted to take a basket and bring back all I can get. While Mrs McNab makes the cakes!" Mrs McNab sniffed again, but vouchsafed no further answer. Mr Elgood's face brightened, and he cried eagerly "That is kind of you! Raspberries are very nearly as good as strawberries, and it would be splendid to get them so near at hand.
But they 'appened, Mister 'appened as surely as I am sitting here with an empty pot in front o' me. An' an' " McNab stammered in his excitement "if any bloke says they didn't, be jabers, I'll I'll drink his beer!" But neither the old gentleman nor any member of the company wished to disagree with him, and he rose up from the chair with a mug to order his final half-pint.
Then Jock burst out into laughter inexplicable at first, but Allen made his voice gentler and graver, as he said, "You don't mean Kilnaught?" and then he too joined Jock in laughter, as the latter cried "Another victim to McNab of Kilnaught! He certainly is the canniest of Scots." "He revenges the wrongs of Scotland on innocent young Guardsmen."
The unhappy painter stopped abruptly in consequence of a sensation in the pit of his stomach. "There's not much darkness in Norway in summer," answered McNab, "but at the south end of it here there's a little specially when the weather is thick. Ay, I see it's comin'."
At a critical moment Sir Allen McNab, who was on board the ship, also on his way to England, when the vessel was expected to go down, said to Van Koughnet, "Come with me and bring your wife, and we will go down together, away from this crowd of frightened people" alluding to the mass of steerage passengers jostling about in panic. On the 11th November Mr. Howe and Mrs. Howe, and Mr.
McNab, her broad figure adorned with the brilliant chintz dress and yellow bandanna handkerchief, filling up the entire doorway, and her face surrounded by the wide, full frill, its usual framework, expressing a curious mixture of shyness and audacity.
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