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A good creature not young, but a good, worthy creature. It is a great affliction to me, being obliged, owing to sad circumstances, to live apart from my daughter. I am vexed that you can not pay me a little visit, Fluff. Whose carriage was that you came in? and what part of the world are you staying in at present?" "That dear little pony-trap belongs to Mrs. Carnegie, of Arden; and her niece, Mrs.
"Don't you say nothin'," whispered the old porter. "'Is haunt'll make it good; there's some sort of a misteree." Tony felt queer and giddy. Jan, already in her little pony-trap, had started to drive away. Miles, waiting for his baggage beside his uncle's car, saw the dejected little figure appear in the station entrance. He let fly a real barrack-square bellow after Jan, and she pulled up.
Upon reaching the foot of the Downs, Cicely left the highway and entered a narrow lane without hedges, but worn low between banks of chalk or white rubble. The track was cut up with ruts so deep that the bed of the pony-trap seemed almost to touch the ground. As we went rather slowly along this awkward place we could see the wild thyme growing on the bank at the side.
Inglethorp replied that this was an excellent idea, but as she had several letters to write she would drop us there, and we could come back with Cynthia in the pony-trap. We were detained under suspicion by the hospital porter, until Cynthia appeared to vouch for us, looking very cool and sweet in her long white overall.
She looked back and saw the reason for Captain Middleton's amazing roar. She swung the indignant Placid round, and in two minutes she was out of the pony-trap and had Tony in her strong arms. Miles tipped the porter and drove off.
Letting him have his cushion for pins, Gower said 'It needs all my philosophy: He was pricked and probed for the next five minutes; not bad rallying, the earl could be smart when he smarted. Then they descended the terrace to meet Lady Fleetwood driving her pony-trap. She gave a brief single nod to the salute of her lord, quite in the town-lady's manner, surprisingly.
A victoria has arrived for me, and a pony-trap for you, dear; for it seems your Uncle George has taken a great fancy to you, my little Nora. Well, dear, all this resurrection, this wonderful restoration of Castle O'Shanaghgan has occurred during your absence.
I am engaged to marry Johnny Everard, and there is no finer, better man living! I shall never see that other man again. Yesterday he and I parted for good and for always, and I am glad glad!" And she knew even while she uttered the words that she was very miserable. Connie Everard drove the pony-trap over to Starden. She brought with her a boy who would drive it back again.
It was indeed a very long way, as they found when they had to go and drag the pony-trap home next morning, with no enormous Robert to wheel them in it as if it were a mail-cart, and they were babies and he was their gigantic nursemaid. I cannot possibly tell you what Bill and 'Becca said when they found that the giant had gone. For one thing, I do not know.
The one was a man about town masquerading as a thief; the other the most serious among housebreakers, singing psalms in all good faith. But if Peace was incomparably the better craftsman, Brodie was the prettier gentleman. Peace would not have permitted Brodie to drive his pony-trap the length of Evelina Road. But Brodie, in revenge, would have cut Peace had he met him in the Corn-market.
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