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And as he captured Stanny by a miracle of dexterity, just in time, he realized, as if it had been some new and remarkable discovery, that his little son was dear to him. By slow stages, after many adventures and delays, they reached the managerie on the south side. "Oh, Daddy, Daddy, look at that funny bird!" Dossie tugged and shouted.
A further reason was to try the effect of the story upon a circle of listeners, to be assembled for the purpose: "Carlyle, indispensable, and I should like his wife of all things; her judgment would be invaluable. You will ask Mac, and why not his sister? Stanny and Jerrold I should particularly wish. Edwin Landseer, Blanchard perhaps Harness; and what say you to Fonblanque and Fox?"
And even if these things, in their benignant, admonishing, reminding beauty, had not restored his decency, he was bound to soften and unbend, when, as they were going over the rustic bridge, Stanny tried to turn himself upside down among the water lilies.
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.
Go back to bed, that's a good fellow; and come out again, when you're all right. You don't want to do anything you'll be sorry for." "No, no! No, you don't, Stanny. Coffee'll make me all right. Coffee always does. Coffee Heaven's lash besh gift to man. 'Scovered subse-subs'quently to grape. See? Comes after claret in course of nature. Captain doesn't understand the 'lusion. All right, captain.
Her spent voice dropped dead on the last word and her cough broke out again. Ransome's next movement averted it. She revived suddenly. "Ranny are you going for that cab?" He turned. "No," he said. "You know I'm not." "Then, what are you thinking of?" He was thinking: "I won't have Dossie and Stanny sleeping with her. And I can't turn Mother out. So there's no room for her. Yes, there is.
Stanny felt it; he felt it in the jerk that landed him; but he didn't care, he was far too happy. "He's a young Turk," said Winny, and he was. And in spite of it he was heartrending, pathetic; so small he was, with all his baby roundness accentuated absurdly by the knickers. "He's just such another as you, Ranny," Winny said. "Damn his knickers," said Ranny to himself, behind his set teeth.
He won't let you be moved till you're well and strong." But on the second day McKay, thanks to kindly care and plenty of nourishment, was able to leave his cot, and on the third morning he was determined to return to his duty. "I won't baulk you, Stanny," said his uncle; "good soldiers, like good sailors, never turn their backs on their work.
"I shall." They sat silent and let the music do with them as it would. And the sun dropped to the fields and flooded them and sank far away, behind Harrow on the Hill. And they called the children, the tired children, to them and went home. Stanny had to be carried all the way. He hung on his father's shoulder, utterly limp, utterly helpless, utterly pathetic.
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