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She put it on, and straightway went through bog and brake with Bruno for mushrooms, coming back with it in tatters. They chattered in their thin falsetto voices the last Culpepper gossip into her patient ear the story of Rosey's balls at Old Point, and Netty's lovers, all of whom were "splendid matches until impohverished by the war."
Dick!" she screamed. "Mr. Dick! Not dead!" She turned and rushed upstairs to Netty's room. She found Netty in a panic, pale and trembling. "What has happened?" "Mr. Dick he's alive! alive! He's come home." "He'll be arrested," was Netty's only thought, and she thrust Jane out of the room, telling her to hold her tongue. It was bitterly cold, and she went back to bed.
Pull yourself together. We've faced trouble before, and must face this. It is our first real loss in this world. We still have Netty." "Netty! Netty!" cried his wife, with a petulance that almost shocked him. "What is she compared with Dick? And they've taken him killed him. Oh, Dick!" Netty's voice could be heard, laughing and talking in a high key as she opened the drawing-room door.
Netty's bright eyes dilated with horror. "Yes. I hope he won't die. At any rate, there's likely to be a stir about the matter, and my name will be called into question, then, as I'm the landlord. And folks will make a handle of it, and there'll be the deuce to pay, generally." He got back the stern, vexed frown, to his face, with the anticipation, and beat the carpet with his foot.
None were ever too tired, none too grumpy, to wash, shave, and "slick up" of letter nights, scrupulously as Moslems bathe their feet before approaching the shrine of Mahomet and still as Moslems before their shrine all sat about the bunk-room while Circuit wrote his letter and copied Netty's last.
"I have denied my sin not for my own sake; no, John, it was for all our sakes for yours, for Netty's, for her future husband's, for the good of the church where you have worked so hard and have become so indispensable." "Don't torture me! Speak plainly speak out!" he gasped, with labored breath, as though he were choking. "The bank people thought that Dick altered the checks, John.
And he bowed over Netty's head with an empressement which would have conveyed to any one more versed in the ways of men the reason why he had come. "Do you bet, Mr. Deulin?" inquired Jooly. "Never, unless I am quite sure," he answered. "There is," observed Miss Mangles, who was inclined to be gracious "there is perhaps less harm in that." "And less risk," explained Deulin gravely.
The baby was taken out of Netty's arms, undressed, and put into the bath. The doctor called, felt his little swollen gums, and said they were really at the root of the mischief. He lanced them and the baby got immediate relief. In less than an hour he was lying in a soft sleep in Netty's arms. "He will do now," said Dr.
Wanda mounted the stairs along the huge corridor. She passed Netty's room, and ascended to the second story. All fell out as she had wished. At the head of the second staircase there is a little glass-partitioned room, where the servants sit when they are unemployed. In this room, reading a French newspaper, she found Paul Deulin's servant, a well-trained person.
"And what with his being half asleep, too, really I don't know what sort of a signature he'll be able to make." "Doesn't matter, so that he signs." "Might I hold his hand?" "Ay, hold his hand, my young woman that will be near enough." 'Netty re-entered the house, and the agent continued smoking outside the window. Now came the ticklish part of Netty's performance.
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