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James who put Carrie up to writing on dark slate-coloured paper with white ink. Nonsense! April 23. Received a letter from Mrs. Lupkin, of Southend, telling us the train to come by on Saturday, and hoping we will keep our promise to stay with her.
'Yes, it is I. I was sorry to hear, Miss Ruggles, that you had left your home. 'I'm all right, Mr Montague; I am. Mrs Pipkin is my aunt, or, leastways, my mother's brother's widow, though grandfather never would speak to her. She's quite respectable, and has five children, and lets lodgings. There's a lady here now, and has gone away with her just for one night down to Southend.
But you would get more quickly up to town from Southend or Leigh; and I should recommend our side, because tide will be running out from the Medway pretty strong before we get there, and when that is the case there is a nasty sea at the mouth." "I think we cannot do better than Leigh," the captain said. "Of course I am anxious to get on shore as soon as I can to get the women into dry clothes."
There's a train at eight." The Imp sat up straight and stared. "I shall wire to our house; the maid's there, and she'll have things ready." "What are you going to town for?" "To see this Lord Southend. You must come with me." "I? Oh, I can't possibly. And your father ?" "He must stay here. You must come. Run back and pack a bag; you won't want much. I shall go just as I am."
They were mildly useful for entertaining the children and taking them to Southend, and in cases of absolute despair they could be relied upon for soup-tickets or even half-crowns; but the big mysterious church, with its gilded screen, its curious dark glass, and its white little side-chapel, with the Morris hangings, the great clergy-house, the ladies, the parish magazine and all the rest of it these were simply inexplicable.
"I don't often blackball," he remarked to Lord Southend as they were sitting down to whist, "but, really, don't you think the Imperium should maintain er a certain level?" "Iver's a devilish rich fellow and not a bad fellow either," grunted my lord. "Yes, madame, an elegant and spacious residence, Filton Park. The photo? Here it is, madame.
He ran against Iver in the street; Iver was off to Fairholme by the afternoon train; Mr Neeld, he mentioned, was coming to stay with him for a couple of weeks on Friday. Even Southend whom Harry encountered in Whitehall, very hot and exhausted cursed London and talked of a run down to Iver's. Blentmouth, Fairholme, Iver's, Merrion they all meant Blent.
"I dare say that's Robert," remarked Lady Evenswood. "He said he might call." "Oh, by Jove!" exclaimed Southend with a laugh that sounded a trifle uneasy. The door opened, and a man came in unannounced. He was of middle height, with large features, thick coarse hair, and a rather ragged beard; his arms were long and his hands large.
"My dear boy, if it had been Southend it would have been all the same. We are going where Mr Elgood goes, for Mr Elgood, you must know, is the editor of The Loadstar the man of all others who could give you a helping hand. Now, Ron, I am quite prepared for you to be shocked, but I know that you will agree in the end, so please give in as quickly as possible, and don't make a fuss.
I had scarcely concluded this unpleasant operation, when with a sudden loud hum the engine began working, and the next moment we were slowly throbbing our way forwards down the centre of the channel. The Ray runs right down to Southend Pier, but there are several narrow openings out of it connecting with the river.
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