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"Then it's you who need the chaperon," declared Josephine. "Uncle Timothy Rudd is dragon enough for Sally." "I shall want to be out there for every noon meal. Can't break off work and rush home three times a day, even with the new car and she'll make it in twenty minutes, when the roads are good.
"O, dear, how my head does ache!" thought she to herself; "and poor mother! she said this morning she was afraid another of her sick turns was coming on, and we have all this work to pull out and do over." "See here, mother," said she, with a disconsolate air, as she entered the room; "Mrs. Rudd says, take out all the bosoms, and rip off all the collars, and fix them quite another way.
Rudd made much of him, said that he held a most important post in a lawyer's office, doubtless had private designs concerning him and their daughter. Thus aided, she even recognised his features. 'And you knew me again after all this time? 'Yours isn't an easy face to forget, replied Mr. Scawthorne, with the subdued polite smile which naturally accompanied his tone of unemotional intimacy.
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Gabriel ought to engage her to wake the dead, only they'd want to die again. Dr. Rudd is in the choir, and she just lives on having Friday nights to look forward to. The ceremony took place in the basement-room where we play in bad weather. It's across from the dining-room, the kitchen being between, and it's a right nice place to march in, being long and narrow.
'To tell you the whole truth, however, I happened to hear news of you a few days ago. I met Grace Rudd; she told me you were here. Some old friend had told her. Grace's name awoke keen interest in Clara. She was startled to hear it, and did not venture to make the inquiry her mind at once suggested. Mr. Scawthorne observed her for an instant, then proceeded to satisfy her curiosity.
"As a practical demonstration it seems to have acted very well," he remarked. "And no harm done. If you are all satisfied, so am I." He collected the notes at his elbow with a single careless sweep of the hand, and tossed them into the middle of the table; then, with a brief, collective bow, he turned to go. But Rudd, the first to recover from his amazement, sprang impetuously to his feet.
Notwithstanding her father's indifferentism, little Clara perceived that a regard for religion gave her a certain distinction at home, and elsewhere placed her apart from 'common girls. She was subject also to special influences: on the one hand, from her favourite teacher, Miss Harrop; on the other, from a school-friend, Grace Rudd.
And I reckon I'd better not try to thank you for Oh, thank you! I thought that looked like candy. And bring Mrs. Rudd with you next week. I want to see her. And Oh, get off, please; it's moving. Good-by, good-by."
"There is none," said Betteridge. "I am going to conduct this platoon in future on different lines. 'Evil be thou my good, as the lad Milton said. We will be unorthodox, original and rebellious." A few days later, Gordon and Rudd saw displayed in a boot-shop window a wondrous collection of coloured silk shoe-laces. "Does anyone really wear those things?" said Gordon.
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