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"My dear, dear, brave Georgy!" said Anthea, and would have kissed him again, but he put her off: "Wait a minute, please Auntie," he said excitedly, "'cause I did find something, just as I was growing very tired an' disappointed, I found Uncle Porges under a hedge, you know." "Uncle Porges!" said Anthea, starting, "Oh! that must be the man Mr. Cassilis mentioned "
So I told her you weren't ever going away, an' that we were waiting for the Money Moon to come, an' bring us the fortune. An' then she shook her head, an' said 'Oh! my dear, you mustn't believe anything he says to you about the moon, or anything else, 'cause he tells lies, an' she said 'lies' twice!" "Ah! and did she stamp her foot, Porges?"
Small Porges admitted, albeit reluctantly, after he had pondered the matter a while with wrinkled brow, "but why pick out my Auntie Anthea?" "Just because she happens to be your Auntie Anthea, of course." Small Porges sighed again: "Why then, if she's got to be married some day, so she can live happy ever after, well, I s'pose you'd better take her, Uncle Porges."
"Pray do, Miss Anthea," said he in his quiet, easy manner. "My name is Bellew," he went on to explain, "I am an American, without family or friends, here, there or anywhere, and with nothing in the world to do but follow the path of the winds. Indeed, I am rather a solitary fellow, at least I was, until I met my nephew Porges here.
Bellew's first impulse was to turn, and run. But Bellew rarely acted on impulse; therefore, he set down the bulging portmanteau, seated himself upon it, and taking out pipe and tobacco, waited for his pursuer to come up. "Oh Uncle Porges!" panted a voice, "you did walk so awful fast, an' I called, an' called, but you never heard. An' now, please, where are you going?"
So it befel that the man of policy came in the rear; so also it befel that, when at the gates Prosper demanded his audience, Master Porges went in chastened with the message, and came back still more chapfallen to report that her ladyship, his mistress, would receive the messenger of Sir Galors de Born at once, with the lady in his escort.
An' now we're going to live happy ever after, all of us, an' Uncle Porges is going to take us to sail the oceans in his ship, he's got a ship that all belongs to his very own self, you know, Auntie Anthea, so all will be revelry an' joy just like the fairy tale, after all." And so, at last, they came to the door of the ancient House of Dapplemere.
But when they had gone some distance, Bellew looked back, and then he saw that Anthea walked with her head averted, yet Cassilis walked close beside her, and stooped, now and then, until the black moustache came very near the curl that curl of wanton witchery that peeped above her ear. "Uncle Porges why do you frown so?" "Frown, my Porges, did I? Well, I was thinking."
He fell flat on his face upon the black fern and blood, and so stayed crying like a boy. When he got up he buckled on his helm, mounted, and rode straight for Goltres. Master Porges knew an image-maker at March, and paid him a visit. He caused to be made a little stone figure of a lady, very beautiful, with a brass aureole round her victorious head.
But it was a long, long time before I could go to sleep, 'cause I kept on thinking, an' thinking s'posing there really wasn't any Money Moon, after all! s'posing you were going to marry another lady in London! You see, it would all be so frightfully awful, wouldn't it?" "Terribly dreadfully awful, my Porges." "But you never do tell lies, do you, Uncle Porges?" "No!"
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