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"We're all proud of you, Otie darling," proceeded Mrs Peagrim. "The piece is a wonderful success. You will make a fortune out of it. And just think, Major Selby, I tried my best to argue the poor, dear boy out of putting it on! I thought it was so rash to risk his money in a theatrical venture.
Why don't you take Sir Derek and give him a cup of coffee?" "Capital idea!" said Uncle Chris. "Come this way, my dear fellow. As Mrs Peagrim says, I have ever so much to talk about. Along this passage, my boy. Be careful. There's a step. Weil, well, well! It's delightful to see you again!" He massaged Derek's arm affectionately.
He was a little surprised at the warmth of his reception. He had not anticipated this geniality. "My dear fellow, I'm delighted to see you," cried Uncle Chris. "But, as I was saying, Mrs Peagrim, may I have the pleasure of this dance?" "I don't think I will dance this one," said Mrs Peagrim surprisingly. "I'm sure you two must have ever so much to talk about.
The effect of the combination of movements was to cause him to stagger across the room and, after two or three impromptu dance steps which would have interested Mrs Peagrim, to clutch at the mantelpiece to save himself from falling. Jill watched him with quiet approval. "Why, that's wonderful, Wally! Is that another of your morning exercises?
I never liked to say so before, but even you must agree with me now that that original version of yours, which was done down at Newport, was the most terrible nonsense! And how hard the company must have worked, too! Otie," cried Mrs Peagrim, aglow with the magic of a brilliant idea, "I will tell you what you must really do.
"Have to be getting back. See you later." He disappeared, and Uncle Chris turned slowly to descend the stairs. As he reached the floor below, the door of the stage-box opened, and Mrs Peagrim came out. "Oh, Major Selby!" cried the radiant and vivacious hostess. "I couldn't think where you had got to. I have been looking for you everywhere."
"Delighted," he said. "Delighted." "Quite a simple, bohemian little affair," proceeded Mrs Peagrim. "I thought it was only right to give the poor things a little treat after they have all worked so hard." "Certainly, certainly. A capital idea." "We shall be quite a small party. If I once started asking anybody outside our real friends, I should have to ask everybody." The door opened.
"I'll come with you, Freddie my boy," said Uncle Chris, who felt an imperative need of five minutes' respite from Mrs Peagrim. "Let's get out into the air for a moment. Uncommonly warm it is here." Freddie assented. Air was what he felt he wanted most. Left alone in the box with her nephew, Mrs Peagrim continued for some moments in the same vein, innocently twisting the knife in the open wound.
Encouraged by the other's kindly receptiveness, he had told him all his love for Jill, his hopes that some day it might be returned, the difficulties complicating the situation owing to the known prejudices of Mrs Waddesleigh Peagrim concerning girls who formed the personnel of musical comedy ensembles.
He was trying to estimate the size of the gash which this preposterous entertainment would cleave in the Pilkington bank-roll. He doubted if it was possible to go through with it under five hundred dollars; and, if, as seemed only too probable, Mrs Peagrim took the matter in hand and gave herself her head, it might get into four figures.
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