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Reggie's face peeped, hot and perspiring, round one side of his bundle, which he clasped with the utmost extent of his arms; and Tricksy, with a smaller burden, looked with a long-suffering expression over the fronds which tickled her little nose.
She got up. "You are not angry with me?" she asked. Lord Reggie's face was scarlet. "You talk very much like ordinary people," he said, a little rude in his hurt self-love. "I am ordinary," she said. "I am so glad of it. I think that after this week I shall try to be even more ordinary than I already am." Then she went slowly into the cottage. That evening Lord Reggie told Mrs.
"But I do hope you and Dad haven't hurried back from Switzerland because of me." Muriel smiled at her with great tenderness. "My darling, don't you know how precious you are?" "Then you did!" said Olga. "I feel a horrid pig. How is Reggie?" "He is splendid," said Reggie's mother, in the deep voice that always indicated depth of feeling also. "Much too gay and giddy to come and see you yet.
Allan said nothing, and Reggie's dark face looked approving. A walk of a mile or two brought the young folk to the heather-roofed cottage where Mrs. Macdonnell lived. A dog rushed out and barked, but wagged his tail when he saw who the visitors were. 'Neil's dog, said Allan; 'look how he speaks to Laddie. Poor Jock; poor old fellow; come here.
He had been bathing imprudently, and yet he was a good swimmer Last year two officers attached to the Embassy fought a duel, and one was badly wounded. It was turned into an accident of course; but they were both admirers of hers. This year it is Reggie's turn. And Reggie is a man with a great future. It would be a shame to lose him." "Lady Cynthia, aren't you being rather pessimistic?
'It's the best way of getting along, I should say, suggested Reggie. 'Yes, said Harry rather contemptuously; 'getting along is all very well; but when you're swimming where a lot of people see you, you like to be able to do the fancy strokes. You need to have lessons for these things though. Reggie's dark, serious eyes exchanged a glance with Allan's amused ones.
But I will try my hardest to see you very soon. Yours sincerely, "MAUD MARSH." Just for a moment it must be confessed, the tone of the letter damped George. He could not have said just what he had expected, but certainly Reggie's revelations had prepared him for something rather warmer, something more in the style in which a girl would write to the man she loved.
Light up again, Hamish; strike two this time, and they'll get a better idea. Again there was a splutter, and the flare revealed strange shifting shadows among the rocks, and a circle of faces that looked unnaturally white in the surrounding darkness. Reggie's eyes were the sharpest. 'Hullo! he exclaimed, 'there's something in that passage. What can it be?
"Let us know precisely how we stand, Reggie. Are you actually engaged to this girl?" "Oh, yes! I'm engaged to her, right enough." "What does being 'engaged right enough' mean exactly?" There had been a something indicating a want of confidence in Reggie's tone. "There's no doubt about me. I'm running straight." "But the girl? What has she to say to it?" "The fact is, she's afraid of Bessie.
"Uncle Edward died before he was grown up, didn't he?" said Phyllis, as Mother lighted the bedroom candles. "Yes, dear," said Mother, "you would have loved him. He was such a brave boy, and so adventurous. Always in mischief, and yet friends with everybody in spite of it. And your Uncle Reggie's in Ceylon yes, and Father's away, too.
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