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Updated: June 11, 2025
Which relates a most extraordinary conversation In the days which now ensued, while Anthea was busied out of doors and Miss Priscilla was busied indoors, and Small Porges was diligently occupied with his lessons, at such times, Bellew would take his pipe and go to sit and smoke in company with the Cavalier in the great picture above the carved chimney-piece.
"I'm afraid I've been a great responsibility to you, Georgy dear," said she with a rueful little laugh. "'Fraid you have; but I don' mind the 'sponsibility, 'I'll always take care of you, you know!" nodded Small Porges, sitting down, the better to get his arm protectingly about her, while Anthea stooped to kiss the top of his curly head.
"Why is that man's nose so awful' red, and his chin so blue, Auntie Anthea?" enquired Small Porges, in a hissing stage whisper. "Hush Georgy! I don't know," said Anthea. "An' why is he sticking his little numbers all over our best furniture!" "That is to guide the auctioneer." "Where to, an' what is an auctioneer?"
And, as they went, slow-footed through the deepening twilight, Small Porges directed Bellew's attention to certain nooks and corners that might be well calculated to conceal the fortune they were to find; while Anthea pointed out to him the beauties of shady wood, of rolling meadow, and winding stream.
"So I brought him with me," pursued Small Porges, "an' there he is!" and he pointed triumphantly towards "King Arthur." Glancing thither, Anthea beheld a tall, dusty figure moving off among the trees. "Oh, wait, please!" she called, rising to her feet, and, with Small Porges' hand in hers, approached Bellew who had stopped with his dusty back to them.
He took pains; he could hear every word now, surely. He was really very attentive. The chartered rascals packed in the hall took this for irresolution, and howled at him to their hearts' content. Once more Prosper held to his motto bided the time. The time came with the coming of Master Porges that smug and solemn man into the assembly.
And, while he spoke, he rose to his feet, and lifting the sack with an effort, swung it across his shoulder, and set off toward the house. "Is it heavy, Shipmate?" "Awful heavy!" he panted, "but I don't mind that it's gold, you see!" But, as they crossed the rose-garden, Bellew laid a restraining hand upon his shoulder. "Porges," said he, "where is your Auntie Anthea?"
And the sun went down, and the shadows came creeping stealthily about her, and the moon began to rise, big and yellow, over the up-land; but Anthea still sat there with her head, once more resting wearily against "King Arthur," watching the deepening shadows until she was roused by Small Porges' hand upon hers and his voice saying: "Why, I do believe you're crying, Auntie Anthea, an' why are you here all alone, an' by yourself?"
So the big hand clasped the small one, and as they looked at each other, there sprang up a certain understanding that was to be an enduring bond between them. "I think," said Bellew, as he lay, and puffed at his pipe again, "I think I'll call you Porges, it's shorter, easier, and I think, altogether apt; I'll be Big Porges, and you shall be Small Porges, what do you say?"
Prudence is an admirable cook, particularly as regard Yorkshire Pudding; gentle, little Miss Priscilla is the most er Aunt-like, and perfect of housekeepers; and Miss Anthea is our sovereign lady, before whose radiant beauty, Small Porges and I like true knights, and gallant gentles, do constant homage, and in whose behalf Small Porges and I do stand prepared to wage stern battle, by day, or by night."
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