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If we want to do that, we must go to Gunnersbury. Alma's look fell. She tapped with her foot and meditated, slightly frowning. But, before Harvey spoke again, the muscles of her face relaxed, and she turned to him with a smile, as though some reflection had brought relief. 'You wouldn't mind the bother of moving? 'What is that compared with Hughie's advantage?
"There is something else you might do," Flexinna suggested. "You might easily arrange to be ineligible before Bambilio comes for you." "I shall," spoke the matter-of-fact Brinnaria. "The moment Daddy and Almo come, I'll be Alma's wife in less time than it takes to tell it and will be able to snap my fingers at Bambilio." "Suppose he comes before your father," Flexinna suggested.
So day by day Alma's violin sounded, and day after day Harvey heard it with a growing impatience. As is commonly the case with people of untrained ear, he had never much cared for this instrument; he preferred the piano.
Ian thought he might be at sea, as his ship was at Spithead among the carrying ships of the navy. "If he had been in Alma's fight, you might have heard from him," he added. "It would be his first battle and he would want to write to you about it. That would be only natural." "Well, then, I will look for good news. If bad news is coming, I will not pay it the compliment of going to meet it.
There was something rather throat-catching about his treatment of her mother that made Alma want to cry. He would never tire of marveling, not alone at the wonder of her, but at the wonder that she was his. "No man has ever been as lucky in women as I have, Carrie," he told her once in Alma's hearing. "It seemed to me that after my little mother, there couldn't ever be another and now you! You!"
He looked at her with a frown which, to say the least, was discouraging; it changed, however, to a more amiable expression as she handed him his tea. 'What do you imagine my income is, Mrs. Rolfe? came growlingly from him. 'I have no idea. You mean, I'm afraid' Alma's voice fell upon its gentlest note 'that it doesn't allow you to think of of any change?
I was far from well next morning and Price wished to keep me in bed, but I got up immediately when I heard that my husband was talking of returning to London. Our journey was quite uneventful. We three sat together in the railway carriage and in the private cabin on the steamer, with no other company than Bimbo, my husband's terrier, and Prue, Alma's Pekinese spaniel.
The weather was bright and warm; on the whole he enjoyed himself; he reached London again early on Wednesday morning, and in the afternoon, with a touch of weather on his cheek, presented himself at Alma's door. She awaited him in the drawing-room, alone. This time, he felt sure, no interruption was to be feared; he entered with confident step and a cheery salutation.
Had he sat down immediately to reply, Harvey would have written briefly forcibly; for, putting aside other grounds of irritation, there is nothing a man dislikes more than being called upon at last moment to upset elaborate and troublesome arrangements. But he was obliged to postpone his answer for a few hours, and in the meantime he grew more tolerant of Alma's feelings.
It wouldn't be decent, and it would be dangerous. We got to wait." He almost decided to draw upon Dryfoos for some money; he did not need any, but, he said maybe the demand would act as a hint upon him. One day, about a week after Alma's final rejection of Beaton, Dryfoos came into March's office. Fulkerson was out, but the old man seemed not to have tried to see him.
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