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Long stood Barnabas devouring these words with his eyes; so puzzled and engrossed was he indeed, that not until Master Milo ventured to touch him on the arm did he look up. "'Ere's 'is Ludship, sir," explained Milo, jerking his thumb towards the open window, "a-drivin' up the av'noo, sir, in 'is phayton, and wiv 'is noo Vi-coun-tess along of him and a reg'lar 'igh-stepper she looks, don't she?
Thus Master Milo, and his eyes were guileless as an angel's, but his buttons ! "Hum!" said Barnabas, rubbing his chin. "But how did you get in, Imp?" "Froo de winder, sir, I did. An' I 've come to tell you 'is Ludship's compliments, and 'e's a-comin' along wiv 'er, 'e is." "With whom?" "Wiv my lady 'er." "What lady?" "Wiv 'is Ludship's lady, 'is Vi-coun-tess, 'er."
Arter all, I don't blame 'im for goin' an' doin' of it, I don't. Ye see, I allus 'ad a tender spot for Miss Clemency, mam, I 'ad, and a fine, proper, bang up Vi-coun-tess she do make, an' no error, sir now don't she?" "Surely," nodded Barnabas, looking where Milo pointed, "surely she is the handsomest, sweetest young Viscountess in all England, Imp."
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