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Van Torp; he came over on the same steamer. The others at the table were suddenly silent, and seemed to be listening. Lady Maud's clear eyes rested on Mr. Feist's face. 'He's quite a wonderful man, I think, observed the latter. 'Yes, assented the Primadonna indifferently. 'Don't you think he is a wonderful man? insisted Mr. Feist, with his disagreeable drawl.
'Then tell him he might have condensed the whole of his lumbering nonsense into an epigram: "Only the free are bond, and only the bond are free." Tell him he's an idiot, Torp, and tell him I'm another. 'All right. Come out and have supper. You're smoking on an empty stomach. There was no answer.
I shall do that to-morrow, for the sake of air and exercise. 'Bah! Dick had barely time to throw up his arm and ward off the cushion that the disgusted Torpenhow heaved at his head. 'Air and exercise indeed, said the Nilghai, sitting down heavily on Dick. 'Let's give him a little of both. Get the bellows, Torp.
'I know, but we might go somewhere else, if you thought it worth your while. 'I'd try to look after you, anyhow; but I shouldn't care to have to work for both of us. This was tentative. Dick laughed. 'Do you remember where I used to keep my bank-book? said he. 'Torp took it to be balanced just before he went away. Look and see. 'It was generally under the tobacco-jar. Ah! 'Well? 'Oh!
In America she had only seen Mr. Van Torp at intervals, when he had appeared at the cottage near Boston, the bearer of toys and chocolates and other good things, and she had not been told till after she had landed in Liverpool that she was to be taken to stop with him in the country while he remained in England.
The American turned his hard face to her. 'Yes, he said, 'I can. It's only human, after all. She sighed and looked into the fire. She was married, but she was childless, and that was a constant regret to her. Mr. Van Torp knew it and understood. 'To change the subject, he said cheerfully, 'I suppose you need money, don't you? 'Oh yes! Indeed I do!
'I'm quite ashamed to ask you there, for we are dreadfully dull people; but it would give us a great deal of pleasure. 'You are very kind indeed, Margaret said. 'I should be delighted to come. 'Some of our neighbours might interest you, said Lord Creedmore. 'There's Mr. Van Torp, for instance, the American millionaire. His land joins mine. 'Really?
I lock my door, and they can only call me names through the keyhole, and I sit inside, just like a lady, mending socks. Mr. Torpenhow wears his socks out both ends at once. 'Three quid a week from me, and the delights of my society. No socks mended. Nothing from Torp except a nod on the landing now and again, and all his socks mended.
'I'm so comfortable! she answered. 'Don't make me get out of my rug! 'If you'll take a little walk with me, I'll give you a pretty present, said Mr. Van Torp playfully. Margaret thought it best to laugh and shake her head at this singular offer. Little Ida had been watching them both. 'You'd better go with him, said the child gravely. 'He makes lovely presents.
Van Torp came down the steps, with a big cigar in his mouth, in his ordinary clothes, without so much as a pair of straps to keep his trousers down, or a bit of a stick in his hand. The animal was a rather ill-tempered black that had arrived from Yorkshire two days previously in charge of a boy who gave him a bad character. As Mr.
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