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Escott will stay and take pot-luck with us, he will no doubt hear everything there is to hear in the course of the evening." "What have we got for dinner, Ethel? I know we have got a leg of mutton, and there is some curry." "Your dinners are always excellent, Mrs. Horlock. I shall be delighted to stay. Here is Sally. Oh, how do you do, Sally? We were talking of you."
He wouldn't sign the petition when I asked him, to Sir Charles Warren, to cancel the regulations about muzzling." "And then they set a report going that I had set the dog on, and if I hadn't set it on, that I hadn't called him off. As if I could! You know what a bull-dog is, Mrs. Horlock? Is a highly-bred dog likely to let go when he has fixed his teeth in the fleshy part of a thigh?
"We will not go into that question, Mrs. Horlock. I confine myself to what has happened, and I say I was treated unjustly, most shamefully; and when I have been cast aside like an old hat, I hear indirectly that it can be made up again. I have borne quite enough, and will bear no more.
I cannot believe that such a thing would ever come to pass, but the thought isn't a pleasant one." "Now that you have made up your mind that I don't want to go to the House of Lords and wouldn't under any possible consideration," Tallente asked, "have you anything else to suggest?" Mr. Horlock was a little annoyed.
I have been Prime Minister before, but I've never in my life had such an army of incompetents at the back of me. Take my tip, Tallente. Don't you have a Chancellor of the Exchequer who refuses to take a bit off the income tax every year." "We shall abolish the income tax before long," Tallente declared. "I shall invest my money in America," Horlock observed, "my savings, that is.
Horlock, whose sense of humour had never been entirely crushed by the exigencies of political leadership, suddenly grinned. "The old gang will commit suicide," he declared. "If they aren't allowed to spout, they'll either wither or die. Old man Lethbridge's monthly attacks of high-minded patriotism are the only things that keep him alive."
Horlock found Tallente once more slipping quietly away from the House and bundled him into his car. They drove off rapidly. "So it's Buckinghamshire for me," the former observed, not without jubilation. "After all, it has been rather a tame finale. We were beaten before we opened our mouths." "Even your new adherent," Tallente said, smiling, "could not save you." Horlock made a grimace.
Horlock and her dogs, the forge, the stile, the various cottages, the long fields full of green wheat, and, far away, the carriages passing like insects along the road under the Downs; then on the right were the back gardens of the cottages, a large inscription announcing the different branches of the grocery business, a few fields with cows leaning their muzzles over the rough palings, some more cottages, a barn, and then the magnificent five acres of the Manor House, rich with glass-houses, and beautiful in a cloud of trees.
"Do tell me about Maggie; I hear she is very ill. What is the matter with her? What did you say the young lady won't dress herself?" "My dear Reggie, I will not stay here and listen to scandal. Not a word of it is true, Mr. Escott." "What is not true, Mrs. Horlock?" "What he told you about her walking about the house with her hair down."
Horlock was politely regretful, scarcely saw what could be done for me at the moment, was disposed to join in a paltry little domestic plot to send me to the Lords. This was at the time I came down to Martinhoe, the time, except for those brief moments in Paris, when I first met you." "Pruning roses in a shockingly bad suit of clothes," she murmured. "And taken for my own gardener!
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