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"But, my dear fellow, in that case, why didn't you get him a pauper's funeral? There would have been something poetic in that. You have an unerring instinct for mediocrity." Philip flushed a little, but did not answer; and next day he and Upjohn followed the hearse in the one carriage which Philip had ordered.
Mrs. Upjohn may have had suspicions that all was not going on precisely as she had planned in that other half of her domains which she had surrendered to Maria's feeble guardianship, but it certainly could not be laid to her blame if young people would amuse themselves even at her house.
'I never heard of a "gold brick," observed Doreen. 'Well, she's one, said Vava obstinately, and they both laughed. But Vava never told any one except her 'gold brick, as she called 'old nursie, of the bad quarter of an hour which she had had with Miss Briggs before school, when the latter had accused her of having seen the papers, and told her to go and confess it to Miss Upjohn.
Any one passing the door could easily see and read them without even meaning to do so, remarked Miss Upjohn, looking puzzled. 'It looks as if some one had looked at them, observed Miss Briggs with meaning. 'How? What do you mean? inquired Miss Upjohn in surprise.
Baptist I was bred, and Baptist I'll be buried; but it's with churches as with teas, I say. One's as good as another, but people may take green, or black, or mixed, as best agrees with their stomachs." "That's a very dangerous doctrine," said Mrs. Upjohn. "Push it a little further, and you'll have babes and sucklings living on beef, and their elders dining on pap." "Humph!" ejaculated Mrs.
'I don't know what to say; it seems so funny to take the first school one sees without looking about; but we have no time to spare. The only thing I am afraid of is, if you will excuse my saying so, the companions she will find here; it is not a very aristocratic part of London, and I should not like Vava to mix with the children I see in this street. Miss Upjohn smiled too.
"Don't you realise that you're enjoying a very rare, a very exquisite privilege? You ought to do everything in your power, surely, to show your sense of the greatness of your trust." "It's a rare and exquisite privilege which I can ill afford," said Philip. Whenever there was any question of money, Leonard Upjohn assumed a slightly disdainful expression.
"Did Upjohn send you one?" Mr. Flint cut in; "he ought to have done so long ago. It was probably an oversight that he did not, Mr. Vane. We try to extend the courtesies of the road to persons who are looked up to in their communities. The son of Hilary Vane is at all times welcome to one." Mr. Flint paused to light his cigar, and Austen summoned his resolution.
She remembered her once spoiling a new-made company loaf by slashing into it without so much as a by-your-leave. "That was very nice cake Miss Lynch gave us last night," piped in Miss Delano. "Too much citron," pronounced Mrs. Upjohn, decisively. "You should never overload your cake with citron. It turns it out heavy, as sure as there's a sun in the heavens."
The air was musty; and the room, notwithstanding Philip's tidying up, had the bedraggled look which seemed to accompany Cronshaw wherever he went. He took off his spectacles as they came in. Philip was in a towering rage. "Upjohn tells me you've been complaining to him because I've urged you to have a doctor," he said.
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