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"I asked Content whose dress this was, and she said Oh, Edward, I do so despise mysteries." "What did she say, Sally?" "She said it was her big sister Solly's dress." "Her what?" "Her big sister Solly's dress. Edward, has Content ever had a sister? Has she a sister now?" "No, she never had a sister, and she has none now," declared the rector, emphatically. "I knew all her family.
"I've struck off Solly's name, and your signature and mine, or mine and Crewe's, is sufficient now." "Or mine and Crewe's, I suppose?" suggested Pinto, and the colonel smiled. "Oh, no," said he. "I'm not a great believer in the indispensability of any man, but I'm making the signature of Dan Boundary indispensable before that account is touched."
"You see, Solly's one of his best friends." The girl laughed softly. "I know," she said. "I heard the colonel talking to my father at Horsham," she added meaningly. "You've got to make allowances for the colonel," urged Pinto; "he lost his temper, but he's feeling all right now. Couldn't you persuade your father to communicate with us with him?" She shook her head.
Good deal like our town. You have never seen Carpenter, have you? Location's fine, anyway; and to me it's sort of picturesque. You'll like Mrs. Hathaway. She's a buxom, motherly woman who runs the boarding-house for eighty men, and still finds time to mend my clothes for me. And you'll like Solly. Solly's the tug captain, a mighty good fellow, true as a gun barrel.
This was spoken sorrowfully; but there was a little wavering in the tone. Dotty had taken the first false step; she had listened to the voice of temptation, and every persuasive word of Solly's left her weaker than it had found her. "My mamma doesn't ever 'low me to sail." "You couldn't sail in a wherry if you were to try," said Johnny. "Come, Sol, don't stop to bother: who wants girls?
"Then Content looked at me and smiled, and it was quite a wonderful smile, Edward. She smiled as if she knew so much more than I could ever know, and quite pitied me." "She did not answer your question?" "No, only by that smile which seemed to tell whole volumes about that awful Solly's whereabouts, only I was too ignorant to read them. "'Where is she now, dear? I said, after a little.
Nearer still he pranced, till he touched Solly's nose with his own, and finding her as responsive as he well could wish, thrust aside all thoughts of danger, and abandoned himself to the delight of conquest, until, as he pranced around, his hind legs for a moment stood within the evil circle of the rope. One deft sharp twitch, the noose flew tight, and he was caught.
Pacing along the sands, with no one to hear them but the sea-gulls, and with his old briar again charged with some real God-fearing cake tobacco, Sydney heard what it was that was required of him; and there and then Solly's offer was accepted.
Now Solly's instructions to Dick to lie low, and say nothing, no matter what he found out, had been explicit and insisted upon, and in spite of his instinct to warn the professor, he might have been content to "lie low" and go on watching till the trip was over, had it not been for a certain small but excessively highly-charged black scorpion that found its way into Dick's sleeping-bag that night; and more than making up in "cussedness" what it lacked in size, gave him an exceedingly warm time of it.
But when it became known to the 'Ears, as the Clubbists called themselves familiarly, that Miss Fotheringay had made a splendid engagement, a great revolution of feeling took place in the Club regarding Captain Costigan. The banquet took place on the last night of Costigan's stay at Chatteris, and was served in Solly's accustomed manner.
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