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'On Herr Muller's days, because he only comes in the afternoon, said Robina; 'but I am rather glad; I wanted to speak to you, Felix. 'Is anything wrong? said Felix, seeing that the child's face had become crimson, and hearing effort in her voice. 'You are happy here? Don't be afraid to tell me anything, my dear. Remember, there is no one so bound to watch over you.
"They don't," persisted Robina, "they look like a grating." Robina, with the plan spread out across her knee, was sitting balanced on the arm of an easy-chair. Really, I hardly see the use of buying chairs for these people. Nobody seems to know what they are for except it be one or another of the dogs. Perches are all they want.
"The lydy gives us to understand," said the boy, "that fresh milk was 'er idea." That surprised me: that was thoughtful of Robina. "And this is the cow?" "I towed her rahnd last night. I didn't knock at the door and tell yer abaht 'er, cos, to be quite frank with yer, there wasn't anybody in." "What is she bellowing for?" I asked.
"Good thing for us if we was all literary," suggested Veronica. "If we 'were' all literary," Robina corrected her. "But you see we are not. You and I and Dick, we are just ordinary mortals. We must try and think, and be sensible. In the same way, when Pa gets excited and raves I mean, seems to rave it's the literary temperament. He can't help it."
He was as nearly angry as a Harewood could be, Lance observed, declaring that they should never have got him into the cottage without fighting him, if Tina had not been so tall, and if Robin had not nearly cried; while he, throwing off all responsibility, ascribed all his lateness to his friend's 'maggots. No more trains stopped at Bexley till after midnight, but as to his absence causing any uneasiness at home, he laughed at the notion, and was corroborated by Lance in averring that they had too much sense; listening with undisguised amazement to the elaborate explanations and apologies about Robina, which Clement was scrupulously pouring forth to his brother and sister, saying that he would have brought her home at once, but that he really did not like to trust those boys alone.
"You wicked child!" said Robina severely. "It's nothing to be pleased about." "Yes, it is," explained Veronica. "I thought at first it was mine. Oh, wouldn't there have been a talk about it, if it had been! Oh my! wouldn't there have been a row!" She settled down to a steady rhythmic dance, suggestive of a Greek chorus expressing satisfaction with the gods.
"Did Veronica know how he was anything about him?" I asked. "Nothing that I could get out of her," replied Robina; "you know her way how she chums on with anybody and everybody. As I told her, if she had been attending to her duties instead of staring out of the window, she would not have seen him. He happened to be crossing the field just at the time."
For our lads usually fetched partners from elsewhere, and maidens being accustomed to migrate to service in the south, found mates there even as the swallows. "I thought that would fetch you!" cried Val triumphant. "And now give a guess." But I racked my brains to no purpose. "It's not Widow Lamont, and it's not Robina " "Why not?" he asked. But I saw he was quizzing. "It's a widow," he said.
Robina was quartered upon Geraldine in the holiday crowding of the house; and somewhere about four o'clock on the summer morning, Cherry, wakening as usual, and reaching for her book, heard a voice from the corner asking if she wanted anything. 'No, thank you, Bobbie. Go to sleep again. 'I can't; I've been thinking about it all night. I think he's coming to-day. 'Who? 'Captain Harewood.
She had been standing on a chair over the mantelpiece, sticking holly into the ornaments, behind and under which, in true man's fashion, a good many papers and letters had accumulated. One of these papers by some unlucky movement fell, and by a sudden waft of air floated irrevocably into the hottest place in the fire. 'O dear! oh dear! wailed Robina. 'That's a pretty go, cried Lancelot.
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