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Updated: June 4, 2025
I'm bringin' down this plaguy rose-bush, and I'll take some catchin' if I slip with it." "'Who ran and caught him when he fell? 'His Bias," quoted Mrs Bosenna. "He has been doin' wonders up there, Captain Hunken. But if I were you a man of your weight "
"Why, that the Queen should be a widow, same as any one else." "Low fever," said Dinah. "And I've always heard as the Prince Consort had a delicate constitution." "It happened before I was born," said Mrs Bosenna vaguely.
Before 'Bias could comment on this, a footstep light, yet audible between the tinkling notes of the musical box drew the gaze of the pair to a small window on the right, outside of which lay the gravelled approach to their bower. "May I come in?" asked a voice a woman's with a pretty hesitation in its note: and Mrs Bosenna stood in the doorway.
Seeing that he hesitated, the child led the way. Captain Cai followed her in something of a tremor. Across the road they went and through the garden-gate; and the sound of their footsteps on the flagged pathway gave Mrs Bosenna warning. By the time they reached the second terrace she was down on her knees again, packing the soil about the rose-bush, which Dinah obediently held upright for her.
Her face was slightly flushed, and the toe of her right shoe kept an impatient tap-tap on the flagged floor. "He can't possibly have known." "We'll hope not," said Dinah. "It's thoughtless, though put it at the best: and any way it don't speak too well for his past." "He may have bought it, you know," urged Mrs Bosenna; "late in life."
Cai heard his voice, at some little distance, still chivvying the steers down the lane beyond the gate. . . . Then, as it seemed, another voice challenged 'Bias's, and the two were meeting in angry altercation. "Mr Middlecoat!" gasped a voice close behind him. Cai swung about, and to his amazement confronted Mrs Bosenna. Instead of retreating she had followed up the pursuit.
Dinah!" called Mrs Bosenna, and as Dinah appeared at the back door with a promptitude almost suspicious, "Run and fetch Captain Hocken's hat, girl! He has to catch a train." Dinah vanished, and in the twinkling of an eye came running with the hat; with a clothes-brush, too. "Confound her!"
"'Twas clever of you to mistake me, in front of those fellows; but I meant, what distance to this here widow's?" "Eh? You don't mean to say after your journey, too " "We'll get it over," said Captain Tobias firmly. Captain Cai could not but approve. Here was prompt occasion not only to repair and apologise for his small blunder, but to make Mrs Bosenna acquainted with his paragon.
They made their way up across the stubble, Mrs Bosenna picking her steps daintily among the sharp stalks that shone like a carpet stiff with gold against the level sunset. The shadows of the three walked ahead of them, stretching longer and longer, vanishing at length over the ridge. . . . And the view from the ridge was magnificent, as Mrs Bosenna had promised.
"Saw him takin' his leave, not above three minutes ago." "You, you saw him taking his leave?" "Stridin' down the hill, angry as a bull," Cai assured her. "He's a dreadful man to have for a neighbour," confessed Mrs Bosenna, recovering grip on her composure. "The way he threatens and bullies!" "I'll Middlecoat him, if he gives me but half a chance!" swore 'Bias.
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