I knew one who was
younger.
Capt. G. Then it couldn't have been Mrs. Herriott. She was old enough to have
been your mother, dear.
Mrs. G. I remember now. Mrs. Scargill was talking about her at the Dutfins'
tennis, before you came for me, on Tuesday. Captain Mafflin said she was a
"dear old woman." Do you know, I think Mafflin is a very clumsy man with his
feet.
Capt. G. (Aside.) Good old Jack! (Aloud.) Why, dear?
Mrs. G. He had put his cup down on the ground then, and he literally stepped
into it. Some of the tea spirted over my dress--the grey one. I meant to tell
you about it before.
Capt. G. (Aside.) There are the makings of a strategist about Jack though his
methods are coarse. (Aloud.) You'd better get a new dress, then. (Aside.) Let
us pray that that will turn her.
Mrs. G. Oh, it isn't stained in the least. I only thought that I'd tell you.
(Returning to letter.) What an extraordinary person! (Reads.) "But need I
remind you that you have taken upon yourself a charge of wardship"--what in the
world is a charge of wardship?--"which as you yourself know, may end in
Consequences"--
Capt. G. (Aside.) It's safest to let em see everything as they come across it;
but 'seems to me that there are exceptions to the rule.
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