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He would maintain his prestige as a father. "I'll see you through," he repeated, with studied quietness. "But look here, dad. You only came into a hundred thousand. I can't have you ruining yourself. And even if you did ruin yourself " "I have no intention of ruining myself," said Mr. Prohack. "Nor shall I change in the slightest degree my mode of life. You don't know everything, my child.
But she spoke little and said practically nothing: which was a shock to Marian Prohack, who had imagined that in the circles graced by Lady Massulam conversation varied from badinage to profundity and never halted. It was not that Lady Massulam was tongue-tied, nor that she was impolite; it was merely that with excellent calmness she did not talk.
I want a hostess, you know." "I will," said Sissie, straight. No consultation of parents! This brief episode overset Mrs. Prohack. The lunch worsened, to such a point that Mr. Prohack began to grow light-hearted, and chaffed Charlie in his turn. He found material for chaff in the large number of newly bought books that were lying about the room.
Prohack knew that he had been destined for bridge, not dancing, and the manager moved towards him, and Mr. Prohack breathed his last sigh but one.... But the revolving doors at the entrance revolved, and out of the Frintonian night appeared Lady Massulam, magnificently enveloped. Seldom had Mr. Prohack's breast received a deeper draught of mingled astonishment and solace.
Prohack was apparently not in the least moved by his wife's tears. He and she alone in the house were out of bed; there was no chance of their being disturbed. He did not worry about his adventurous son. He did not worry about the possibility of Oswald Morfey having a design to convert his daughter into Mrs. Oswald Morfey.
"My mistake," said Mr. Prohack. From mere malice and wickedness he spun out the business of dressing to nearly its customary length, and twice Eve came uneasily into the bedroom to see if she could be of assistance to him. No nurse could have been so beautifully attentive.
Prohack, "I didn't let him go. He did not consult me, but merely and totally went." "And what is the blue paper?" Eve demanded. "Well, supposing it was the receipt for what I paid for the pearls?" "Oh! I see. But how would that help?" "It wouldn't help," Mr. Prohack replied. "My broken butterfly, you may as well know the worst. The sleuth-hound doesn't hold out much hope." "Yes," said Eve.
The wages bill is seven hundred a month." "She's enormous," continued Mr. Prohack lamely. "Oh, no! Seven hundred tons Thames measurement. You see those funnels over there," and Charlie pointed through the port windows to a row of four funnels rising over great sheds. "That's the Mauretania. She's a hundred times as big as this thing. She could almost sling this affair in her davits." "Indeed!
It's as bad as staff work. However, if this fellow thinks I'm going to stick these trousers he'll have the surprise of his life to-morrow morning." The youth spoke in a tone of earnest disgust. "My boy," said Mr. Prohack, "you have my most serious sympathy. Your life must be terribly complicated by this search for perfection." "Yes, that's all very well," said Charlie. "Where's Sissie?"
Prohack that what he had told his family, and that what he had told Miss Winstock in the car, was strictly true and not the invention of his fancy namely that the appointment was genuinely of high importance. Mr. Melchizidek possessed the strange gift of condescending majestically to Mr. Prohack while licking his boots. He listened to Mr. Prohack as to an autocrat while giving Mr.
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