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I beg to apologise sincerely, sir, for treating you like a teetotum; and I offer you my hand." Toff had got as far as the door. He instantly returned, with the dignity which a Frenchman can always command in the serious emergencies of his life. "You appeal to my heart and my honour, sir," he said. "I bury the events of the morning in oblivion; and I do myself the honour of taking your hand."
Amelius eyed him with a momentary suspicion. "What has put that in your head?" he asked. "I don't know, sir," Toff answered humbly "unless it was my own vivid imagination. Would there be anything very wonderful in a gentleman of your age and appearance conducting some charming person to the altar?" Amelius was conquered once more; he smiled faintly. "Enough of your nonsense, Toff!
He was a waiter, like myself not a bad sort of chap, though a bit of a toff in his off-hours. He'd been engaged for some two or three years to one of the chambermaids. A pretty, gentle-looking little thing she was, with big childish eyes, and a voice like the pouring out of water. They are strange things, women; one can never tell what they are made of from the taste of them.
"Take a dozen if you like," said Amelius. "Why should you have kept all this from my knowledge?" Toff hung his head. "I think it was one of my foreign mistakes," he pleaded. "The servants' advertisements in your English newspapers frighten me. How does the most meritorious manservant announce himself when he wants the best possible place?
He never exchanged a word with his faithful old servant, except when he said mechanically, "good morning" or "good night." Toff could endure it no longer. At the risk of being roughly misinterpreted, he followed his own kindly impulse, and spoke. "May I own to you, sir," he said, with perfect gentleness and respect, "that I am indeed heartily sorry to see you so ill?"
In another moment, the sound of retiring carriage-wheels announced the defeat of the matron, and settled the serious question of receiving Sally for the night. She sat silent by the window, when Toff had left the room, holding back the curtains and looking out at the murky sky. "What are you looking for?" Amelius asked. "I was looking for the stars." Amelius joined her at the window.
"I shall tell her, for one thing, sir, that my master is miserable for want of her." Surgeon Pinfold shook his head. "That won't take you very far on the way to persuading her. You will make her miserable too and there's about all you will get by it." Toff lifted his indicative forefinger to the side of his nose. "Suppose I tell her something else, sir?
As the race rises higher, the refinements of dandyism become more and more complex, but the ruling motive remains the same, and the Macaroni, the Corinthian, the Incroyable, the swell, the dude nay, even the common toff are all mysteriously stirred by the same instinct which prompts the festive Papuan to bore holes in his innocent nose. Who then shall sneer at the dandy?
David, somewhat depressed and very thoughtful, got into a portion of his clown's dress under the direction of his instructor, who was unusually cross and taciturn. As they started for the deserted ring, Joey took the boy's arm and said, with a diffidence that was almost pathetic: "Jacky, I I want you to be nice to my gal. She's never 'ad no chance to associate with a real toff.
Just as the toff is opposite him, he spins round suddenly, exclaiming, "By Jove!" and falls down like a sack of potatoes all of a heap. He begins to feel a strange sickness in the stomach, just the same as coming out on the transport. He feels it coming on. He knows he is going to be sick, and as he is going to be sick he wants to go away.
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