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"Good-bye, porter; you have made us very comfortable," said Jane, shaking hands with him. "Thank you, Miss; it shuah is a pleasuah to wait on a young lady like you, Miss. It shuah is, Miss. Ah wish you a prospec jounay, Miss, Ah do." "I wonder what is keeping Mr. Wakeham," said Jane. "I am very sorry to keep you waiting, Mrs. Waring-Gaunt. Larry, would you mind?"
It does not hold good, of course, in ordinary fishing, which is conducted under Dominion licence and vigilantly watched by Commander Wakeham. But whether Canada is not giving away too much for what she gets in licences is quite another question. The excessive spring kill by the Newfoundlanders does not seem to be the only reason why the local seal hunt is not so good as it used to be.
"Yes, if you will help me with my things. I am in an awful hurry and don't want to keep them waiting. Larry, this is Mr. Dean Wakeham." The young man shook hands with cordial frankness, Larry with suspicion in his heart. "Let me have your check, Jane, and I will go and get your trunk," said Larry. "No, you come with me, Larry," said Jane decidedly. "The trunk is too big for you to handle. Mr.
"Well, it would depend upon whether you knew it was coming," Wakeham would reply kindly, not wishing to discourage me. We abandoned the scheme by mutual consent at about the end of a fortnight. "I suppose it's something that you've got to have inside you," I suggested to Wakeham in consolation. "I don't think the roof of your mouth can be quite the right shape for it," concluded Wakeham.
Wakeham forming the rear guard. The main body consisted of the porter, together with the baggage man, who, under a flagellating sense of his incompetence, was so moved from his wonted attitude of haughty indifference as to the fate of a piece of baggage committed to his care when once he had contemptuously hurled it forth from the open door of his car as to personally aid in conducting by the unusual and humiliating process of actually handling this particular bit of baggage down a steep and gravelly bank and over a wire fence and into a motor car.
But all I say is that any suggestion, I will not say of disloyalty, but even of indifference, to the Empire of Canada is simply nonsense." At this point a servant brought in a telegram and handed it to Mr. Wakeham. "Excuse me, my dear," he said to his wife, opened the wire, read it, and passed it to Hugo Raeder. "From your chief, Hugo."
Wakeham, and bring her with you when you return, we shall do what we can to make her visit a happy one, and indeed, it may do the dear child a great deal of good." Thus it came about that the little city child, delicate, fretted, spoiled, was installed in the household at Lakeside Farm for a visit which lengthened out far beyond its original limits.
"I am going to Mrs. Waring-Gaunt's," said Jane. "I arranged with her last night." While they were settling Mrs. Gwynne's protests, and covered by the noise of conversation, Mr. Wakeham managed to get close to Nora. "I want you to come," he said in a low voice. "That's what I came for." Startled and confused by this extraordinary announcement, Nora could think of no answer.
"Yes, I am going on to Manor Mine." "Oh, that's only twenty miles down the line." "Then may I run up to see you?" eagerly asked Mr. Wakeham. "Certainly, we shall be delighted to see you," said the lady. "Count on me, then," said the delighted Mr. Wakeham, lifting his hat in farewell. Dr. Brown took his place in the front seat beside Mrs.
Reid, Beverly, and Wakeham, who immediately volunteered their services on the occasion, were accordingly despatched for this purpose.
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