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I know I can get my money, and he is regularly supplied with his pictures. But for Rosey's illness we might carry on well enough." Rosey's illness? I was sorry to hear of that; and poor Clive, entering into particulars, told me how he had spent upon doctors rather more than a fourth of his year's earnings. IV. The Colonel Says "Adsum" When His Name is Called
She had been to fetch papa, at Bays's, and the porter had told the Colonel that Mr. Clive and Mr. Pendennis had just left the club together. "Clive scarcely ever drives with me," says Rosa; "papa almost always does." "Rosey's is such a swell carriage, that I feel ashamed," says Clive. "I don't understand you young men.
There is Rosey's boudoir which her father-in-law loved to ornament there is Clive's studio with a hundred sketches there is the Colonel's bare room at the top of the house, with his little iron bedstead and ship's drawers, and a camel trunk or two which have accompanied him on many an Indian march, and his old regulation sword, and that one which the native officers of his regiment gave him when he bade them farewell.
If her mother would but have omitted that chorus, which she cackled perseveringly behind her daughter's pretty back: about Rosey's angelic temper; about the compliments Signor Polonini paid her; about Sir Horace Dash, our minister, insisting upon her singing "Batti Batti" over again, and the Archduke clapping his hands and saying, "Oh, yes!" about Count Vanderslaapen's attentions to her, etc. etc.; but for these constant remarks of Mrs.
Uncle James, in his dry way, said, he dared to say it was very pretty. "Go away, you droll, dear old kind Uncle James!" Rosey's mamma would cry out. "You old bachelors are wicked old things!" Uncle James used to kiss Rosey very kindly and pleasantly. She was as modest, as gentle, as eager to please Colonel Newcome as any little girl could be.
I sell myself to him, body and soul, for some half-dozen pounds a week. I know I can get my money, and he is regularly supplied with his pictures. But for Rosey's illness we might carry on well enough." Rosey's illness? I was sorry to hear of that: and poor Clive, entering into particulars, told me how he had spent upon doctors rather more than a fourth of his year's earnings.
A slight color mounted to Rosey's face. "No," she said, hastily, "not that." Hesitating a moment, she then drew softly to his side, and, placing her arms around his neck, turned his broad, foolish face towards her own. "Father," she began, "when mother died, would you have liked anybody to take her trunks and paw round her things and wear them?"
The Colonel took both her hands and drew her towards him and kissed her, whilst Rosey's mamma, flouncing down on a chair, beat a tattoo upon the tablecloth with her fan. "Something has happened, my love," the Colonel said very sadly; "you must show all your strength of mind, for a great misfortune has befallen us."
And the thundering chorus rose: "Marching, we are marching along, Gird on the armor and be marching along; Old Rosey's our leader, he's gallant and strong; For God and our country we are marching along." As the mighty chorus, sung by fifty thousand men, rose and throbbed through the cold and rain, Dick felt his own heart throbbing in unison.
'Yes, Lady Racial mayn't a woman have secrets? Dorothy put it with great natural earnestness, and they all laughed aloud. 'But I know a secret of Rosey's, continued Miss Dorothy, 'and if she tells upon me, I shall tell upon her. 'They're out! cried Rose, pointing her whip at the wickets. 'Good night to Beckley! Tom Copping 's run out.
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