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After the choir practice now, and before the baptism, you could have a brisk walk. To please me!" "Yes. I had meant to get a breath of air then," said he. "But ye guid Dame Poppit has insisted that I take a wee hand at the cartes with them, the wifey and I. Prithee, shall we meet there?" I have promised dear Isabel to do my best." "Well, and a lassie can do no mair," said he. "Au reservoir then."
And what is the news this morning? Has a little bird been whispering anything?" "Nothing," said Mrs. Poppit very decidedly, and having now sufficient way on to turn, she went up the street down which Miss Mapp had just come. The latter was thus left all alone with her shopping basket and her scarf.
Poppit, fingering her Order; "but after my reception to-day at the Palace, nothing can be more likely than that His Majesty might mention quite casually, of course to the Prince that he had just given a decoration to Mrs. Poppit of Tilling. And it would make me feel very awkward to think that that had happened, and I was not somewhere about to make my curtsy."
I will not," cried Miss Mapp, "say a word to defend or justify myself. What is true will prevail. It comes in the Bible." Mrs. Poppit was too much interested in what she said to mind where it came from. "What can I do?" she asked. "Contradict, dear, the rumour that I have had anything to do with the terrible thing which might have happened last week. Say on my authority that it is so.
"I think he has only gone with Mamma into the conservatory," she said "no more diamonds, partner? to advise her about the orchids." Now the conservatory was what Miss Mapp considered a potting-shed with a glass roof, and the orchids were one anæmic odontoglossum, and there would scarcely be room besides that for Mrs. Poppit and Mr. Wyse.
At what time, in case you are ever so kind and indulgent as to come, shall we have it? Do not break my heart by refusing. Su Mrs. Poppit will send her car for you." "I have already dressed for dinner," said Diva proudly. "Very pleased to come at once." "You are too kind; you are angelic," said Mr. Wyse. "The car shall start at once; it is at my door now." "Right," said Diva.
Poppit had nothing more to say on this subject; indeed, as Diva reflected, there was really nothing more that could be said, unless she suggested that they should all bow and curtsy to her for the future, and their hostess proceeded, as they all took their leave, to hope that they had enjoyed the bridge-party which she had been unavoidably prevented from attending.
Poppit. The sermon was quite uncompromising. There was summer and winter, by Divine ordinance, but there was nothing said about summer-time and winter-time. There was but one Time, and even as Life only stained the white radiance of eternity, as the gifted but, alas! infidel poet remarked, so, too, did Time.
"Pleasantest room in Tilling, I always say, Miss Elizabeth," said he, diverting his mind from a mere game to the fairies. "My dear little room," said Miss Mapp, knowing that it was much larger than anything in Mrs. Poppit's house. "So tiny!" "Oh, not a bad-sized little room," said Mrs. Poppit encouragingly.
I tremble to think" here she trembled very much "what might happen if the report reached Major Benjy's ears, and he found out who had started it. We must have no more duels in Tilling. I thought I should never survive that morning." "I will go and tell Mr. Wyse instantly dear," said Mrs. Poppit. That would never do.
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