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Meakin led their parties through with tremendous dash, one Lewis Gun section under Dakin, a "No. 1" Lewis Gunner, found itself held up by a strong German post. The "No. 2" was killed, and Dakin himself was shot through both thighs almost at once, so that there was no one left to work the gun.
Mavis was disposed to rebel against the unwritten rule that seats are not to be made use of, but a moment's reflection convinced her of the unwisdom of such a proceeding. Later on in the morning, Miss Meakin said to Mavis: "I hear you had a dust up with old Striem last night." Mavis told her the circumstances. "She's an awful beast and makes no end of money out of the catering.
Miss Meakin introduced this person to Mavis as her aunt, Mrs Scatchard, and reminded the latter how Mavis had rescued her niece from the clutches of the bogus hospital nurse in Victoria Street so many months back. "That you should call today of all days!" moaned the perspiring Mrs Scatchard. "Why not today?" asked her niece innocently.
"Beef!" "Beef?" "You get it at the ham and beef shop. You get quite a lot for five pence, and when they get to know you they give you good weight." "But you must have something with it," remarked Mavis. "Then you go to a baker's and buy a penn'orth of bread." "But where am I to eat it?" asked Mavis. "In some quiet street," replied Miss Meakin. "Why not?" "With one's fingers?"
Meakin, 115 Mass., 326, the court held that it was not a violation of the law to hire a horse and drive to a neighboring town to attend the funeral of plaintiff's brother.
She had a healthy distrust of the tribe, and was wondering if, after all, it would not have been better to have risked the inspector's writing to any address she may have given at Melkbridge, rather than trust any chance lawyer with the matter, when she remembered that her old acquaintance, Miss Meakin, was engaged to a solicitor's clerk.
"The day I'm disgraced to the neighbourhood by a 'visitor' being turned out of doors." "I knew nothing of it," protested Miss Meakin. "And Mr Scatchard being a government official, as you might say." "Indeed!" remarked Mavis, who was itching to be off. "Almost a pillar of the throne, as you might say," moaned the poor woman. "True enough," murmured her niece.
She had already heard so much about the delightful art of angling that she longed to try it for herself; but with Uncle Moses helpless, and Monty so mean! He might have taken her. He might have stayed and talked over their secret scheme, which Deacon Meakin was unconsciously furthering by his ultra tidiness. He might, at least, have promised to bring her some chestnuts.
Much to her surprise, Miss Meakin, who was now robed in a flimsy and not too clean teagown, had not the slightest interest in knowing if Mavis had recovered her property; indeed, she had forgotten that Mavis had lost anything. She was only concerned to know what Mavis thought of Mr Napper, and what this person had said about herself: on this last matter, Mavis was repeatedly cross-questioned.
Mavis turned to the nurse, who put her finger to her forehead, as if to insist that Miss Meakin's mind was unhinged. Mavis had appealed to the policeman, to declare there must be some mistake, as she knew Miss Meakin to be of sound mind; but this man had replied that it was not his place to interfere.
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