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Osborn's heart is good, but at Tarnside women dinna count. It's a kind o' pity, because t' Osborn menfolk are lakers and always was." A laker is a lounging pleasure-seeker and Kit admitted that the remark was justified. "I sometimes think Osborn means well," he said. "Mayhappen! For aw his ordering folks aboot, he's wake; like his father, I mind him weel.
Then he can ask what he likes." For a moment, Osborn's anger blazed up again. "I see where you are leading, you contemptible cur! You expect your sister to pay for you!" "It would be a good marriage," said Gerald, awkwardly. "I thought you wanted it." "Stop!" exclaimed Osborn, and rested his elbows on the table, with his shoulders bent.
She chose her lumps of coal carefully, the two biggest, heavy enough to crush out altogether the tiny glow of the embers which remained; she battened them down and remained to assure herself that they would not burn. "He won't be able to say the fire wasn't made up," she thought. She placed Osborn's carpet slippers carefully in front of it.
I don't ask you to mend the dyke for Osborn's sake but yours. If the beck breaks through and runs down to Allerby, it will spoil all the hay and fill the mill-lead with rubbish." "Then we'll get compensation. Landlord's bound to keep dyke in order." Kit smiled. "You'll get nothing, unless you go to law and I don't know if you'll get much then. Hayes is clever and the dispute would be expensive.
"You won't leave her, doctor," stammered Osborn aghast. "You'll be all right," said the doctor to Marie; "you've got nurse and I'll be here again long before you want me." Outside in the corridor he faced Osborn's protests. "My dear fellow, I can't stay. It wouldn't do any good if I could. Remember she isn't the only woman in the world to go through it."
As a matter of fact, nobody can help quite as much as you." "Ah," said Kit, "I think I see! You used my name. What was the sum for which you made me responsible?" Gerald told him and waited anxiously when Kit knitted his brows. The sum was not so large as the latter had thought and Osborn's inability to raise it indicated that he was seriously embarrassed.
"They were for Osborn's breakfast two boiled eggs, mother." "Well, they're poached now, duck," said Mrs. Amber; "they've gone to glory. Let Osborn have bacon; there's half a dozen rashers in your larder." "He had bacon this morning." "Let him have it again," said the comfortable lady. "Julia's coming to dinner to-night," Marie confided to her mother. "Osborn's dining with Mr.
"Osborn's gone away for a year, mother," Marie announced quietly. Mrs. Amber did not reply for a few moments, but her elderly face flushed with red and her eyes with tears; she was so nonplussed that she hardly knew what to say, but at length she asked: "What does that mean, duck?" "He has got a splendid appointment, owing to an accident to one of the firm's travellers," said Marie steadily.
"I don't understand," he said dully. "Why have you come to my rescue?" "To some extent, it was for Miss Osborn's sake." "Ah!" said Osborn. "I suppose you have a demand to make now I am in your power?" "You are not in my power. Mrs. Osborn has the bill, and if you cannot repay me, I won't urge the debt. But there is, so to speak, a stipulation.
The baby missed his mother's loving arms and cried miserably, hunched uncomfortably in Osborn's. But at last he must sleep through sheer drowsiness, and they both went to bed. In the morning Osborn dressed him before he went away, and was called upon to make himself generally useful, and made to memorise a string of errands. The nurse would have no nonsense. She demanded and he complied.
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