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So we sat down an' smoked our pipes over it, an' spun yarns an' sung songs; in fact we made a jollification of it, an' when we got up to turn in there warn't a dhrop left i' the bottle. "`You'd better go to the doctor for another bottle, says Moxey, as he wint out. "`I will, says I; `I'll go i' the marnin'.
"I never saw such weather; and it seems to me that the worse the weather the more the fires, as if they got 'em up a purpose to kill us." "Bill Moxey!" cried another, "you're always givin' out some truism with a face like Solomon."
'You haven't come across some friends of theirs called Moxey? 'Oh yes! Miss Moxey was there one afternoon about a fortnight ago. 'Did you talk to her at all? Buckland asked. 'Yes; we hadn't much to say to each other, though. How do you know of her? Through Sylvia, I daresay. 'Met her when I was last down yonder.
Peak returned his greeting, and, in the same moment, gazed at the last of the party. Mrs. Moorhouse was speaking. 'Mr. Peak Miss Moxey. A compression of the lips was the only sign of disturbance that anyone could have perceived on Godwin's countenance. Already he had strung himself against his wonted agitation, and the added trial did not sensibly enhance what he suffered.
What the devil was the use of my writing, when words are powerless to describe ? What a rum old place this seems, after experiences like mine; how the deuce can you live here? I say, I've brought you a ton of curiosities; will make your rooms look like a museum. Confound it! I've broken my shin against the turn in the staircase! Whew! Who are you going to dine with? Moxey? Never heard the name.
"We was in the Red Sea at the time," said Moxey, clearing his throat, "layin' at anchor, and a precious hot time we had of it. There was never a cloud a'most in the sky, and the sun was nigh hot enough to fry the decks off the ship. Cook said he'd half a mind to try to roast a junk o' beef at it, but I never heard that he managed that.
Moxey looked very slim and elegant in his evening costume. When he touched any object, his long, translucent fingers seemed soft and sensitive as a girl's. He stepped with peculiar lightness, and the harmonious notes of his voice were in keeping with these other characteristics.
On her face he read a frank surprise. 'I happened to to be down here; couldn't resist the temptation' 'Delighted to see you, Mr. Moxey. But how did you know I was here? He gazed at her. 'You don't you remember? The day before yesterday in Sussex Square you mentioned' 'Oh, did I? She laughed. 'I had quite forgotten. Christian sank upon his chair.
He might learn something that really concerned him; in any case, it was a final meeting with Marcella, to whom he perhaps owed this much courtesy. The reply was as prompt as that from Earwaker. By the morning post came a letter inviting him to call upon Miss Moxey as soon as possible before noon. She added, 'My brother is away in the country; you will meet no one here.
Sidwell had long since heard from her friend of Miss Moxey's visit to Budleigh Salterton, but she was not aware that Buckland had been there at the same time. Sylvia had told her, however, of the acquaintance existing between Miss Moxey and Peak, a point of much interest to her, though it remained a mere unconnected fact.
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