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Only only I thought there'd be no 'arm in my askin' you to do it throughout like. Midmore fairly gasped. 'Then, why the devil did you turn my carts back when when I sent them up here to do it throughout for you? Mr. Sidney sat down on the floodgates, his eyebrows knitted in thought. 'I'll tell you, he said slowly. ''Twas too dam' like cheatin' a suckin' baby. My woman, she said so too.
Here we omit much. But Midmore never denied that for the epicure in sensation the urgent needs of an ancient house, as interpreted by Rhoda pointing to daylight through attic-tiles held in place by moss, gives an edge to the pleasure of Social Research elsewhere. Towards spring Midmore filled his house with a few friends of the Immoderate Left.
'But why isn't he where he can be properly looked after? 'What 'arm's 'e doing? E's a love-child, but 'is family can pay for 'im. If 'e was locked up 'e'd die all off at once, like a wild rabbit. Won't you, please, look at the drive, sir? Midmore looked in the fading light. The neat gravel was pitted with large roundish holes, and there was a punch or two of the same sort on the lawn.
Would it make any odds about her thirty pounds comin' regular if I married her? Charlie said maybe 'twould. 'Did he? Midmore turned at the door. 'And what did Jimmy say about it? 'Jimmy? Mr. Sidney chuckled as the joke took him. 'Oh, he's none o' mine. He's Charlie's look-out. Midmore slammed the door and ran downstairs.
'And not quite so much of your airs and graces, Madam, Midmore returned, 'or I won't let you use our drive as a short cut any more. 'Oh, I'll be good. I'll be good. Her voice changed suddenly. 'I swear I'll try to be good, dear. I'm not much of a thing at the best. What made you.... 'I'm worse worse! Miles and oceans worse. But what does it matter now? They halted beside the gate-pillars.
'And the rain stopped before eight, you know. 'Then Coxen's dam 'as broke, and that's the first of the flood-water. She stared out beside him. The water was rising in sudden pulses an inch or two at a time, with great sweeps and lagoons and a sudden increase of the brook's proper thunder. 'You can't stand all the time. Take a chair, Midmore said presently. Rhoda looked back into the bare room.
Their words came jerkily between gasps and their faces were as white as a newly washed and very hungry pig. 'Look out! Midmore shouted. His legs were whirled from under him, as the table, grunting madly, careened and knocked the girl out of sight.
Such strong days sent Frankwell Midmore back to his flat assured that he and his friends had helped the World a step nearer the Truth, the Dawn, and the New Order. His temperament, he said, led him more towards concrete data than abstract ideas. People who investigate detail are apt to be tired at the day's end.
He had never seen such an utterly unregulated state of affairs. There was another lantern reflected on the streaming drive. 'Hi! Rhoda! Did you get my note? I came down to make sure. I thought, afterwards, Jimmy might funk the water! 'It's me Miss Sperrit, Midmore cried. 'Yes, we got it, thanks. 'You're back, then. Oh, good!... Is it bad down with you? 'I'm going to Sidney's to have a look.
'Did you give it to her, said Midmore. 'Me? Your sherry? No! Werf's last four wills, overcame Midmore without warning. 'This damp is givin' you a cold, said Rhoda, rising. 'There you go again! Sneezin's a sure sign of it. Better go to bed. You can't do any thin' excep'' she stood rigid, with crossed arms 'about me. 'Well. What about you? Midmore stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket.
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