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And immediately Small Porges' pen began to scratch, and his tongue to writhe and twist as before. "I'm building all my hopes, this year, on the hops," said Anthea, sinking her head upon her hand, "if they should fail " "Well?" enquired Bellew, with his gaze upon the soft curve of her throat. "I daren't think of it!" "Then don't let us talk of something else "
"Ah Georgy dear!" sighed Anthea, stooping her dark head down to his golden curls, "don't you know that fortunes are very hard to get, and that they have to be worked for, and that no one ever found one without a great deal of labour, and sorrow?" "'Course everyone can't find fortunes, Auntie Anthea, I know that, but we shall, my Uncle Porges knows all about it, you see, an' I know that we shall.
"An' there is a Money Moon, isn't there?" "Why of course there is." "An' you are going to marry my Auntie Anthea in the full o' the moon, aren't you?" "Yes, my Porges." "Why then everything's all right again, so let's go an' sit under the hay-stack, an' talk 'bout ships." "But why of ships?" enquired Bellew, rising.
So, perforce, Bellew re-seated himself upon his portmanteau, and drawing Small Porges close, bent his head down to the anxious little face; and so, Small Porges told him exactly what the Moon had said. For a moment he stared wide-eyed at Small Porges like one awaking from a dream, then the gloom vanished from his brow, and he sprang to his feet.
"No," said Small Porges, shaking his head, "shall I tell you what you ought to do? Well then, you'd draw your two-edged sword, an' dress your shield, like Gareth, the Kitchen Knave did, he was always dressing his shield, an' so was Lancelot, an' you'd fight all those dragons, an' kill them, an' cut their heads off." "And then what would happen?" enquired Bellew.
"And pray," said Anthea, laying that same hand in the most natural manner in the world, upon the Small Porges' curls, "Pray what might you two be discussing so very solemnly?" "The moon," answered Small Porges. "I was wondering if it was a Money Moon, an' Uncle Porges hasn't said if it is, yet." "Why no, old chap," answered Bellew, "I'm afraid not."
"Yes, I expect so, Shipmate," nodded Bellew, "and may they live long, and die happy, say I." "Aye, aye, Captain, an' Amen!" returned Small Porges. Now as they went, conversing of marriage, and ships, and the wonders, and marvels of foreign lands, they met with Adam who stared up at the sky and muttered to himself, and frowned, and shook his head. "Good arternoon, Mr.
"Well, Uncle Porges told me that nobody can live happy ever after, unless they're married first. So that was why I 'ranged for him to marry you, so you could both be happy, an' all revelry an' joy, like the fairy tale, you know." "But, you see, we aren't in a fairy tale, dear, so I'm afraid we must make the best of things as they are!" and here she sighed again, and rose.
"'Cause now, you see, there'll be two of us to take care of you. Uncle Porges is so nice an' big, and wide, isn't he, Auntie?" "Y-e-s, Oh Georgy! what are you talking about?" "Why I mean I'm rather small to take care of you all by myself alone, Auntie, though I do my best of course.
"That's one of the things I like about you so, all the time you've been here you haven't asked my Auntie Anthea once, have you?" "No, my Porges, not yet." "Oh! but you don't mean that you ever will?" "Would you be very grieved, and angry, if I did, some day soon, my Porges?" "Well, I I didn't think you were that kind of a man!" answered Small Porges, sighing and shaking his head regretfully.
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