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Minafer said grimly. "Of course, I didn't know, sir," George hastened to assure him. "I'm awfully sorry. But Aunt Fanny was so gloomy and excited before I went out, last evening, I thought she needed cheering up." "I!" Fanny jeered. "I was gloomy? I was excited? You mean about that engagement?" "Yes. Weren't you? I thought I heard you worrying over somebody's being engaged.
Everything that Fanny inherited from her father, old Aleck Minafer, had been invested in Wilbur's business; and Wilbur's business, after a period of illness corresponding in dates to the illness of Wilbur's body, had died just before Wilbur did. George Amberson and Fanny were both "wiped out to a miracle of precision," as Amberson said.
Henry Franklin Foster admitted. "But I'd like to know if he isn't spoiled enough for a whole carload!" Again she found none to challenge her. At the age of nine, George Amberson Minafer, the Major's one grandchild, was a princely terror, dreaded not only in Amberson Addition but in many other quarters through which he galloped on his white pony.
Malloch Smith, that grim-bearded Methodist, came to the front yard and found his visiting nephew being rapidly prepared by Master Minafer to serve as a principal figure in a pageant of massacre. It was with great physical difficulty that Mr.
You were at the wedding " "I remember the wedding," said Mr. Morgan. "And I remember your bachelor dinner most of it, that is." "Well, my boy Fred's as red-headed now," Mr. Kinney went on, "as his mother was then, and he's very bitter about his row with Georgie Minafer. He says he'd rather burn his foot off than set it inside any Amberson house or any place else where young Georgie is.
"Perhaps you'd better look at the reins," she returned. "We almost upset just then." George declined to heed this advice. "Because there's too much pink in your cheeks for a snowflake," he continued. "What's that fairy story about snow-white and rose-red " "We're going pretty fast, Mr. Minafer!" "Well, you see, I'm only here for two weeks." "I mean the sleigh!" she explained.
It did not enter George's mind to mention to Miss Morgan that this was his father, or to say anything whatever about him. Mr. Minafer shook his son's hand unobtrusively in passing. "I'll take Uncle John home," he said, in a low voice. "Then I guess I'll go on home myself I'm not a great hand at parties, you know. Good-night, George." George murmured a friendly enough good-night without pausing.
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