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Why, I know an old fellow who has worn the very same tile, in all weathers, for fifteen years; it has been in the height of fashion twice in that time, and it will soon come in again; and it is a very decent thing yet when it has been newly pressed and ironed." "I prefer my deerstalker," said Syd. "And I my golfer," said I.
Kitty proposed a compromise; "I'll go," she said, "if Syd will come with me." "I'm sorry, my darling, to disappoint you." Kitty refused to believe it. "You couldn't disappoint me if you tried," she said boldly. "Indeed, indeed, I must go away. Oh, Kitty, try to bear it as I do!" Entreaties were useless; the child refused to hear of another parting. "I want to make you and mamma friends again.
But just as I was swinging out of Syd Woodward's store-yard I caught sight of Lady Allie in her big new car, drawn up in front of the modestly denominated "New York Emporium." What made me stare, however, was the unexpected vision of Duncan Argyll McKail, emerging from the aforesaid "Emporium" laden down with parcels.
"Maybe it's a good thing. I'll tell you, Syd, you let me have this, and I'll show it to Mills." "Oh, I'd rather not," protested Sydney, reddening. "Of course it doesn't amount to anything; I dare say he's thought of it long ago." "But maybe he hasn't," Neil persuaded. "Come, let me show it to him, like a good chap." "Well But couldn't you let him think you did it?"
Syd looked timidly at her mother; and her mother said: "Here is your aunt." The personal appearance of Miss Wigger might have suggested a modest distrust of his own abilities to Lavater, when that self-sufficient man wrote his famous work on Physiognomy. When she used her voice, she let out the truth.
She understands that, I am sure." Kitty laid her cheek fondly against her uncle's cheek. "Everything is changed," she whispered. "We travel about; papa has left us, and Syd has left us, and we have got a new name. We are Norman now. I wish I was grown up, and old enough to understand it." Randal tried to reconcile her to her own happy ignorance.
Sydney had recovered, but the shock of Roy's announcement threw him back into a relapse. And yet he insisted on seeing Roy. "Mr. Tyler's money has not made us happy after all, has it, Roy?" he said, after the sad affair had been talked over. "I was afraid that it wouldn't, Syd. Still, this might have happened just the same.
Whatever it was that gave this part of his coat its rigidity, I dismissed it from my mind with the thought that the Honourable John was a greater fop than either Syd or I supposed. Bareheaded he went to bid his cousin good-bye. We also shook the captain's hand, and expressed our regret, with John, at the misfortune which had befallen him because of the deflection of the compass.
"Only two more," she answered as gravely as ever and lifted up from the floor two miserable dolls, reduced to the last extremity of dirt and dilapidation. "My two eldest," this strange child resumed, setting up the dolls against one of the empty trunks. "The eldest is a girl, and her name is Syd. The other is a boy, untidy in his clothes, as you see.
Then I blew the cinders, so that they scattered about the room and would not attract attention." "Oh, Syd!" This in a kind of gasp from Roy. Rex said nothing. He was sitting upright now, still seeming to see before him the face of "No. 131," Mr. Keeler's criminal brother. "Yes, I knew you would all shrink from me when you knew," went on Sydney. He spoke in a voice that was almost hard now.
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