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Hauksbee had come out of the Valley of Humiliation, had ceased to reproach herself for her collapse in an hour of need, and was even beginning to direct the affairs of the world as before. 'So nobody died, and everything went off as it should, and I kissed The Dowd, Polly. I feel so old. Does it show in my face? 'Kisses don't as a rule, do they?
I'll return it. Ye-es, we are both not exactly how shall I put it? 'What we have been. "I feel it in my bones," as Mrs. Crossley says. Polly, I've wasted my life. 'As how? 'Never mind how. I feel it. I want to be a Power before I die. 'Be a Power then. You've wits enough for anything and beauty! Mrs. Hauksbee pointed a teaspoon straight at her hostess.
Then she shook her finger at him, and said, laughing: "Oh, you silly, SILLY boy!" Mrs. Hauksbee heard that, and she owned as much felt that she had the worst of it. Bremmil accepted 7 and 9 gratefully. They danced 7, and sat out 9 in one of the little tents. What Bremmil said and what Mrs. Bremmil said is no concern of any one's. Mrs.
Kipling's early tales, such as Mrs. Hauksbee, Strickland, Mulvaney, Ortheris, and Learoyd, are static figures. Although they do different things in different stories, their characters remain always the same.
Hauksbee showed the A.-D.-C. her invitation-card, and chaffed him mildly for not better managing his vendettas, he really thought he had made a mistake; and which was wise realized that it was no use to fight with Mrs. Hauksbee. She was grateful to Tarrion and asked what she could do for him. He said simply: "I'm a Freelance up here on leave, and on the lookout for what I can loot.
What the Viceroy said when Tarrion was introduced to him was: "So, this is the boy who 'rusked' the Government of India, is it? Recollect, Sir, that is not done TWICE." So he must have known something. What Tarrion said when he saw his appointment gazetted was: "If Mrs. Hauksbee were twenty years younger, and I her husband, I should be Viceroy of India in twenty years." What Mrs.
I haven't a square inch of interest in all Simla. My name isn't known to any man with an appointment in his gift, and I want an appointment a good, sound, pukka one. I believe you can do anything you turn yourself to do. Will you help me?" Mrs. Hauksbee thought for a minute, and passed the last of her riding-whip through her lips, as was her custom when thinking.
'Good gracious! she ended with the personal argument, 'you'll apologise next for being my attache 'Never! said Otis Yeere. 'That's another thing altogether. I shall always be. 'What's coming? thought Mrs. Hauksbee. 'Proud of that, said Otis. 'Safe for the present, she said to herself. 'But I'm afraid I have grown conceited. Like Jeshurun, you know. When he waxed fat, then he kicked.
She was bad from her hair which started life on a Brittany's girl's head to her boot-heels, which were two and three-eighth inches high. She was not honestly mischievous like Mrs. Hauksbee; she was wicked in a business-like way. There was never any scandal she had not generous impulses enough for that.
'It is impossible to start a salon in Simla. A bar would be much more to the point. 'Perhaps, but why? It seems so easy. 'Just what makes it so difficult. How many clever women are there in Simla? 'Myself and yourself, said Mrs. Hauksbee, without a moment's hesitation. 'Modest woman! Mrs. Feardon would thank you for that. And how many clever men? 'Oh er hundreds, said Mrs. Hauksbee vaguely.
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