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Ness, because they became interested in each other's conversation; with some of the others, because the wine was good, and the host hated to spare it. Mr. Corbet used to leave his tutor and Mr. Wilkins and saunter into the library. There sat Ellinor and Miss Monro, each busy with their embroidery.
From a room near by, came the soothing creak of a rocking-chair, the rustle of a newspaper, and now and then a scrap of conversation common-place enough, but pleasant to hear, because so full of domestic love and confidence; and, as she listened, Christie pictured Mrs. Wilkins and her husband taking their rest together after the week's hard work was done.
Well, she was too hungry not to go and have it with the others to-day, but she would give Francesca strict orders for the future. She got up, and walked with that slow grace which was another of her outrageous number of attractions towards the sounds of tea. She was conscious not only of being very hungry but of wanting to talk to Mrs. Wilkins again. Mrs.
Mr. Wilkins, however, was a man, and would be sure to want a big bath. Having it, Scrap calculated, would keep him busy for a long while. Then he would unpack, and then, after his night in the train, he would probably sleep till the evening. So would he be provided for the whole of that day, and not be let loose on them till dinner.
Turner flushed, and looked wonderingly from one to the other; Mrs. Wilkins dropped her parasol and picked it up pretty much as though it were a shillelah and she meant to use it as such, and then the group began to break up.
Weller took a chair, and Sam took a box, and the umpires took what they could get, and looked at the almanac and one or two papers which were wafered against the wall, with as much open-eyed reverence as if they had been the finest efforts of the old masters. 'Well, I'll bet you half a dozen of claret on it; come! said Wilkins Flasher, Esquire, resuming the conversation to which Mr.
Flint had this door padlocked at once and Wilkins took the key, and that night was surprised by a note from Mrs. Hay. "The stablemen complain that the sentries will not let them take the horses out even for water and exercise, which has never been the case before," and Mrs. Hay begged that the restriction might be removed.
If I had my way, I'd kill little Wilkins and salt him down to be ready for us when the pork and biscuit fail." "Well, now, as to the safety of this here raft in a gale, small Wilkins," said Baldwin, regardless of Corkey's interruption, "that depends summat on the natur' o' the gale.
We ought to be getting on; we have some miles yet to drive," and she hurried her friend away. They were conducted to the pony-cart by the cavaliers, who raised their hats, as the ladies drove off at a merry pace, bowing their farewells. "The eternal riddle!" Temperley exclaimed, as they turned the corner of the road. "What is the eternal riddle?" Harold Wilkins enquired. "Woman, woman!"
To his surprise, the Cerberus who guarded the Elliston door received him with a smile and a bow, and observed: "Miss Elliston says you are to walk right on up to the Turkish alcove, sir." While Wilkins took his hat and coat Bobby paused for a moment figuratively to hug himself. At home to no one else! Expecting him!
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