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The younger of the two that is, Miss Cunyngham has never been behind the scenes of a theatre before, and I think she will be very pleased to be introduced to Miss Grace Mainwaring; and don't you think it would be rather nice of Miss Grace Mainwaring to take those flowers from her dress and present them to the young lady, as a souvenir of her visit?"
"I told Jeffreys the moment I saw you coming down the strath. We'll put back dinner a bit; but be as quick as you can." At the same moment there appeared a white-draped figure on the landing above, leaning over the balustrade. "What have you done, Mr. Moore?" called down the well-known voice of Honnor Cunyngham.
And he was not at all sorry to reflect that, as soon as the little party got back home, Miss Honnor Cunyngham should see for herself that he, a mere singer out of comedy-opera, was not afraid to face the hardships that had proved too much for Lord Rockminster yes, and that he had faced them to some purpose.
Lord Fareborough especially after dinner, when his nervous system was still in dark deliberation as to what it meant to do with him was too awful a personage to be approached; Honnor Cunyngham good-humoredly said that she was too stupid to join in; and Lord Rockminster declared that if that was her excuse, it applied much more obviously to himself.
You could have the prompter's chair, Lady Cunyngham, so that you could see the audience or the stage, just as you chose, if Miss Cunyngham wouldn't mind standing about among the gasmen." "If you are sure we shall not be in the way," said the elder lady, who had, perhaps, a little more curiosity than her daughter. "Oh, Mr.
I'm going to light a pipe; but, mind, we sha'n't stop here very long. You'd better put in us men at once; and then you can draw in the ladies and the game and the luncheon at your leisure." "And if you want me, Rose," Honnor Cunyngham said, "please put me in at once, too; for I'm going away back to the Horseshoe Pool."
If that were all, he might get out at the next station, make his way back to the beloved strath, and be sure that Honnor Cunyngham would welcome him just as of old, and allow him to carry her waterproof or ask him to have a cast over the Junction Pool. He had no reason to fear any break in this friendship that had been formed.
"I do so hate a crowded train; it happens so seldom in travelling in England that one is not used to it. Are you going down to Brighton for any time, Mr. Moore?" "Mother," said Honnor Cunyngham, almost reproachfully, "you forget what Mr. Moore's engagements are." "Yes," said he, with a smile, "it is rather a cruel question. My glimpses of the sea and sky are few and far between.
But Honnor Cunyngham well, the only time I ever went with her on one of her storking expeditions, the water was low, and she thrashed away for hours, and saw nothing. At last a stot happened to come wandering along; and she said, quite savagely, 'I'm going to hook something! You don't know what a stot is? it's a young bullock.
The prompter's office, now that this piece had been running over four hundred nights, was practically a sinecure, so that there was no trouble about getting Lady Cunyngham installed in the little corner, whence, through a small aperture, she could regard the dusky-hued audience or turn her attention to the stage just as she pleased.
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