Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 22, 2025
"Pooh!" said Monny. "Just test him, Lord Ernest." "Sorry, but I can't do it," I answered, with a firmness which ought to have been tried on her long ago. "And I wouldn't discuss him in such a loud tone of voice. He may understand English." "We have to yell to hear ourselves speak over all this row," Biddy apologized for her darling; but she need not have troubled herself.
"You never told me you were leaving us at Khartum," the girl stammered. "I thought " But, though we knew what she thought, she could go no further before an audience. "My business prevents me from staying at the hotel," Anthony explained. "And though I shall see you, never again will you see poor Ahmed Antoun." "I don't understand," Monny said. "I know. But that was what we agreed upon.
But if the rescuers were refused admission, the Consul must be entreated to give active help. I, as a "diplomat," was considered a suitable person to deal with this side of the affair; and Antoun Effendi was to keep unobtrusive guard within sight of Rechid's house until Brigit and Monny, with or without a companion, should come forth safely. As I said, however, the difficulty was Mrs. East.
Also, I had disappointed Colonel Corkran. Three letters for me, brought out by the pilot! One I had expected from Anthony; but my heart gave a bound as I recognized Brigit's handwriting, not seen for years; and instinct told me that the third was from Monny Gilder.
"You mustn't on any account get mixed up in an adventure of that sort! Remember, this is Egypt " "I don't care," said Monny, "if it's the moon." She believed that this settled the matter. I believed the exact opposite. But I left it at that, for the moment, as the boat was waiting, and Asiut seemed a long way off.
I began to see the real Monny as Biddy saw her, bright with the flame of courage and enthusiasm and passionate generosity, behind the passing cloud of superficial faults. She wanted everybody to be as fortunate and happy as she, and was prepared to be exceedingly trying and disagreeable in the effort to make them so.
Is he falling seriously in love for the first time in his strenuous life with Biddy, whom he picked out for admiration the moment he set eyes on her? Or is it Monny herself? I must be a dog in the manger, because I don't like the idea of its being either. He is asleep on the other side of the tent as I write. Desert dogs do not disturb him.
But when Anthony explained that there wasn't time to get tents together and make a decent camp for ladies, even if we were sure not to tumble into trouble, they said no more. This was surprising in Monny, if not in Brigit. I supposed, however, that she was being on her best behaviour, as a kind of thank-offering to Providence for its unexpected gift of legitimate happiness.
If the world and its doings is but a moving picture for the gods on Olympus they must enjoy the film of "a train departing from Khartum." Anthony did not join me until just as the train was crawling out of the station, for we had asked Brigit and Monny not to see us off, and they had been startlingly acquiescent.
The man is a perfect devil. Not a bad devil, but a wild devil. Mrs. East doesn't tell Monny that Antoun is "Anthony with an h" because she is enjoying the thought that she alone knows the wonderful truth. She imagines that she is in love with him. She believes Fate has brought them together that he is a "reincarnation," as she is, and that they ought to belong to each other. Well, let them!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking