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Consequently you must be fed slow an' cautious." "Oh, fudge! What's th' good of a guy bein' a invalid if a guy can't feed when he wants to?" "What's a hundred an' ninety-one from twenty-three?" enquired Mrs. Trapes. "Skidoo!" murmured Spike sulkily. But after Mrs. Trapes had subtracted and added busily he spoke again. "You ain't such a bad old gink sometimes," he conceded. "Gink?" said Mrs.
A mutton chop wiv a kidney, as he ordered most express Lord, Mr. Geoffrey!" "Why, to be sure," said Ravenslee, rising. "I forgot all about that chop, Mrs. Trapes." "Didn't you order it most express cut thick an' wiv a kidney?" "I did," said Ravenslee penitently. "Well there it is, cooked to a turn, an' nobody t' eat it! An' kidneys is rose again kidneys is always risin'. Lord, Mr. Geoffrey!"
"Yes, I'm very glad she frowned and stamped her foot at me. By the way, I like that text in my bedroom." "Text?" said Mrs. Trapes, staring. "'Love one another," he nodded. "It is a very very beautiful sentiment sometimes. Anyway, I'm glad she frowned and stamped at me, Mrs. Trapes; you can tell her I said so if you happen to think of it when she comes home."
Trapes, turning the gaily bedecked box over and over, and glaring at it fierce-eyed. "Fer me?" "If you will deign acceptance." "Candy!" she repeated, elbows a-twitch. "Fer me? Land sakes, Mr. Geoffrey, I I " Here, very abruptly, she turned about and vanished into the kitchen. Mr. Ravenslee, lounging upon his white bed, was taking languid stock of his purchases when Mrs.
Thus, despite virulent curses and feeble kickings, Joe bore him on and up until, as he climbed the last flight, he was arrested by an exclamation from above, and glancing upward, beheld a tall, sharp-featured woman who leaned over the rail. "Oh, land o' my fathers!" exclaimed Mrs. Trapes, "what's the matter what you got there? Who are ye?"
Clammy and cold, Mrs. Trapes!" "Cold?" said she, staring, "cold of course not! It would be nice an' hot, with thick gravy an' a tater or so. An' as for clammy, who ever heard o' liver as wasn't? Calves' liver, mind! They can't put me off with sheep's no, siree! Skudder's young man tried to once he did so!" "Foolish, foolhardy young man!" murmured Ravenslee. "Mr. Geoffrey," sighed Mrs.
A prayer prayed proper, and prayed by them as ain't plaguein' the Lord constant about their souls an' other diseases, is always dooly regarded. Yes, sir, a occasional petition is always heard and worketh wonders as the my land, Mr. Geoffrey, look at your face!" "I know, Mrs. Trapes. Has she come in yet?" "Not yet an' glad I am.
Trapes brewed the tea, while Ravenslee gazed at Hermione again, at her shapely arms, her dimpled elbows, her preoccupied face a face so serenely, so utterly unaware of his regard, of course, until he chanced to look away, and then Hermione stole a glance at him. "There, my dear," said Mrs.
Trapes, and snorted. "I tell you she's jest a angel o' light, Mr. Geoffrey. If you'd seen her, like I have, goin' from one poor little sick child to another, kissing their little hot faces, tellin' 'em stories, payin' for doctor's stuff out of her bit o' savings, mendin' their clo'es an' prayin' over 'em when they died why I guess you'd think she was a angel too! One sure thing," said Mrs.
Geoffrey the day is at hand beware!" "What in the world " began Ravenslee, but Mrs. Trapes stayed him with uplifted skewer, and drew from the mysterious recesses of her apron a folded circular which she proceeded to spread open and from which she read in a hollow voice as follows: NOTICE AUGUST 1, 1910.
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