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"I draw all the cheques," Hazel Fredericks explained to Milly, "even for Stanny's club bills at is so much easier." That was the perfect thing, Milly thought, forgetting that she had once tried this plan with disastrous results and had returned to the allowance system with relief.
She felt that Hazel Fredericks never did things waywardly: she always had a well-calculated purpose hidden in her mind, just as she had a carefully conceived picture of herself that she desired to leave upon the minds of others. If Mrs. Billman had put her husband where he was in Bunker's by force, as her rival hinted, Mrs. Fredericks had also engineered "Stanny's" career with skilful strategy.
Neither of them answered. "Hasn't Winny gone yet? You shouldn't keep her out so late, dear. It's time both of you were in bed." At that he rose and went to her. Presently they could be heard moving Stanny's little cot into his grandmother's room. That night Violet slept in Ransome's bed. Ransome lay on the sofa in the front sitting-room. He did not sleep, and at dawn he got up and looked out.
"I will watch over her for dear Stanny's sake. I was fond of that lad, and she shall be like a daughter to me." At first she seemed quite dazed and stupefied by her grief. She gave up her lover as utterly lost, and would not listen to the consolation and encouragement offered. "He'll turn up, my dear," said Captain Faulks; "you'll see. He was not saved from drowning to die by a Russian rope.
And the moments while they rolled were golden, priceless to Ranny. Winny, seated beside him on her chair, watched them rolling. "It's Stanny's knickers," she said, "that I can't get over!" "You make me wish I hadn't brought those kids." "Oh, Ranny!" Her eyes were serious and reproachful. "Well I can't get you to myself one minute." "But aren't we having quite a happy day?" she said.
"From that charming woman, Mrs. Wilders, my cousin, or rather Stanny's cousin; but his relations are mine. I am his uncle; some day, if he lives, I shall be uncle to an earl. They will treat me better perhaps when I have all the Essendine interest at my back. Whippersnappers like this Fothergill will scarcely dare to snub me then. A good lad Stanislas; I always liked him.
Ever afterwards Bob Heath had effusively saluted Louis on every possible occasion, and had indeed once stopped him in the street and said: "My brother treated you all right, didn't he? Stanny's a true sport." And Louis had to be effusive also. It would never do to be cold to a man from whose brother you had won and received five pounds ten on a racecourse.
He picked up Stanny's Teddy bear that had fallen lamentably to the floor, and laid it where Stanny would find it beside him when he woke. Her face, laid sideways in her golden-brown hair, showed already a fine edge, nose, and mouth and chin turned subtly, and carved out of their baby softness to the likeness of his own.
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