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Lavendar's side to reach up and whisper in his ear, oh, if he would but put his cheek against hers, and whisper in her ear! The result of that secret colloquy was that David knelt down in front of the dining-room fire, and made a slice of smoky toast for Dr. Lavendar. "After supper you might roast an apple for Mrs. Richie," the old minister suggested. And David's eyes shone with silent joy.
Martha, deeply affronted, saw the door shut in her face. As for Mrs. Richie, she stood panting in the darkness of the office: "I am very much frightened. Sam Wright has just left me, and " William King, scratching a match under the table and fumbling with the lamp chimney, laughed. "Is that all? I thought somebody had hung himself." "Oh, Dr. King," she cried, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid!"
This I boast I boast constitution. And I fear, Richie, you have none of my superhuman strength. Added to that, I know I am watched over. I ask I have: I scheme the tricks are in my hand! It may be the doing of my mother in heaven; there is the fact for you to reflect on. "Stand not in my way, nor follow me too far," would serve me for a motto admirably, and you can put it in Latin, Richie. Bed!
'If it were not, said he, 'for the Chassediane you are aware, Richie, poor Jorian is lost to her? he has fallen at her quicksilver feet. She is now in London. Half the poor fellow's income expended in bouquets! Her portrait, in the character of the widow Lefourbe, has become a part of his dressing apparatus; he shaves fronting her playbill. His first real affaire de coeur, and he is forty-five!
To avoid swelling talk, I tell you, Richie, I have my hand on the world's wheel, and now is the time for you to spring from it and gain your altitude. If you fail, my success is emptiness. 'Will you avoid Edbury and his like, and protect yourself? was my form of stipulation, spoken to counteract his urgency.
Ferguson said good night, David, apparently unable to find the book he had promised to take in to Elizabeth, made no effort to help his mother in her usual small nightly tasks of blowing out the lamps, tidying the table, folding up a newspaper or two. This was not like David, but Mrs. Richie was too absorbed to notice her son's absorption.
Richie murmured some indistinct answer, but took the hint, and ranked himself behind his master along with Lutin, who failed not to expose his new companion to the ridicule of the passers-by, by mimicking, as often as he could do so unobserved by Richie, his stiff and upright stalking gait and discontented physiognomy.
"There was a convention that she should wed me when I avenged her father's death so I slew, and took possession." "It is the daughter of Old Trapbois, who has been missed so long," said Lowestoffe. "Where the devil could you mew her up so closely, friend Richie?" "Master Richard, if it be your will," answered Richie; "or Master Richard Moniplies, if you like it better.
The doctor did not laugh very much in his own house; domestic virtue does not necessarily add to the gayety of life. During the afternoon Willy tried on three different neckties, and twice put cologne on his handkerchief. Then appeared Mr. Pryor to say that Mrs. Richie had one of her headaches! He was so sorry, but Mrs. King knew what a bad headache was?
Helena Richie, bewildered, her eyes full of tears, looked after him in dismay. But when he took his chair again, he was "commonplace" enough, and when, later, David came in, he was able to talk in the most matter-of- fact way. He told the young man that evidently Mrs. Maitland had changed her mind about a hospital.
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