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None of your Rommany chies, young fellow, said the tall girl, looking more menacingly than before, and clenching her fist; 'you had better be civil, I am none of your chies; and though I keep company with gypsies, or, to speak more proper, half-and-halfs, I would have you to know that I come of Christian blood and parents, and was born in the great house of Long Melford.
Smollett, however, made his impressionable Lydia Melford sum up the attractions of Vauxhall for the young lady of the period. It is a tender picture she draws, with the wherry in which she made her journey, "so light and slender that we looked like so many fairies sailing in a nutshell."
In fact, Melford beat me, and I could hear him far in advance, steaming and whistling away, in a style that I recalled as characteristic, over a space of intervening years that I hadn't definitely summed up yet.
"Hurrah for Long Melford!" I heard Belle exclaim; "there is nothing like Long Melford for shortness all the world over." At these words I turned round my head as I lay, and perceived the Flaming Tinman stretched upon the ground apparently senseless.
Beyond the door Jones heard her voice roused in lamentation: "My boy my poor boy." Venetia had said nothing. Jones had expected a scene, outcries, questions, but there was something in all this that was quite beyond him. They had asked no questions, seemed to take the whole thing for granted, Venetia especially. The Duke of Melford shut the door.
He turned fiercely on the speaker, his momentary paralysis all vanished. "Ef I'm spokesman," he cried, "guess we don't need no buttin' in from Beasley Melford." Then he turned again quickly. "Astin' your pardon, miss," he added apologetically. "That's all right," said Joan, smiling amiably. "What are you 'spokesman' for?" The boy grinned foolishly. "Can't rightly say, missie."
So when folks are disposed to ill-treat you, young man, say 'Lord, have mercy upon me! and then tip them Long Melford, to which, as the saying goes, there is nothing comparable for shortness all the world over."
"A chap. Church is his name I thought I was being bamboozled, so I determined to play the part of Lord Rochester you know the rest." Turning to the Duke of Melford. "Well," said Cavendish, "I don't think we need ask any more questions of Mr. Jones; we are convinced, I believe, that Mr. Jones and er the Earl of Rochester are different."
At this time our interest is confined to Boughton and the Rectory at Sutton. As to Melford, friend Bateman had accepted the incumbency of a church in a manufacturing town with a district of 10,000 souls, where he was full of plans for the introduction of the surplice and gilt candlesticks among his people, and where, it is to be hoped, he will learn wisdom.
Jones' foot went into a china cabinet carrying destruction amongst a concert party of little Dresden figures; Simms' portly behind bumped against a pedestal, bearing a portrait bust of the nineteenth Countess of Rochester, upsetting pedestal and smashing bust, and the Duke of Melford, fine old sportsman that he was, assisting in the business with the activity of a boy of eighteen, received a kick in the shin that recalled Eton across a long vista of years.
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