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Updated: June 13, 2025
I had not seen Penfentenyou since the Middle Nineties, when he was Minister of Ways and Woodsides in De Thouar's first Administration. Last summer, though he nominally held the same portfolio, he was his Colony's Premier in all but name, and the idol of his own province, which is two and a half times the size of England.
We lay side by side commanding the entire garden at ten yards' range. "You know 'em?" said Penfentenyou, as I made some noise or other. "By sight only. The big fellow in flannels is Lord Lundie; the light-built one with the yellow beard painted his picture at the last Academy: He's a swell R.A., James Loman." "And the brown chap with the hands?"
He cried aloud in a foreign tongue, and was answered from the gate. "It's the Calvinistic organ-grinder," I whispered. I had already found a practicable break at the bottom of the hedge. "They're going to try to make the monkey climb, I believe." "Here let me look!" Penfentenyou flung himself down, and rooted till he too broke a peep-hole.
A third party intervening, suggested that a meeting might be arranged if due notice were given. "Then," said Penfentenyou, "I called at the office at ten o'clock." "But they'd be in bed," I cried. "One of the babies was awake. He told me that that 'my sort of questions " he slapped the pile of cables "were only taken between 11 and 2 P.M. So I waited." "And when you got to business?" I asked.
All was melody, green turf, bright water, and this greedy gambolling fish. When I had identified it by its grey gills and binoculars as Lingnam, I prostrated myself before Allah in that mirth which is more truly labour than any prayer. Then I turned to the purple Penfentenyou at the window, and wiped my eyes on the rug edge.
Lingnam in pyjamas, and he talked to me Pan-Imperially for half-an-hour before his bath. Later, the Agent-General said he had letters to write, and Penfentenyou invented a Cabinet crisis in his adored Dominion which would keep him busy with codes and cables all the forenoon. But I said firmly, 'Mr. Lingnam wishes to see a little of the country round here. You are coming with us in your own car.
The furniture men reinforced the two figures on the path, and advanced, spreading generously. "Hadn't we better warn them up-stairs?" I suggested: "No. I'll die first!" said Jimmy. "I'm pretty near it now. Besides, they called me names." I turned from the Artist to the Administrator. "Coeteris paribus, I think we'd better be going," said Penfentenyou, dealer in crises.
'It's a hired one, Penfentenyou objected. 'Yes. Paid for by me as a taxpayer, I replied. 'And yours has a top, and the weather looks thundery, said the Agent-General. 'Ours hasn't a wind-screen. Even our goggles were hired. 'I'll lend you goggles, I said. 'My car is under repairs. The hireling who had looked to be returned to London spat and growled on the drive.
A boy on a bicycle, loaded with four paper bonnet-boxes, pedalled towards us, out of an alley on our right. He bowed his head the better to overcome the ascent, and naturally took his left. Mr. Lingnam swerved frantically to the right. Penfentenyou shouted.
He wiped his eyes and shook. "Hi!" said Penfentenyou, looking through the stained glass window down the garden. "What's that!" A household removals van, in charge of four men, had halted at the gate. A husband and his wife householders beyond question quavered irresolutely up the path. He looked tired. She was certainly cross.
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