Mrs. G. So she told me. It was a 'normous reward. Was I worth it? (Several
interludes.) Don't! Here's the khitmatgar.--Two lumps or one Sir?
THE SWELLING OF JORDAN
If thou hast run with the footmen and they have wearied thee, then how canst
thou contend with horses? And if in the land of peace wherein thou trustedst
they wearied thee, then how wilt thou do in the swelling of Jordan?
SCENE.The GADSBYS' bungalow in the Plains, on a January morning. Mrs. G.
arguing with bearer in back veranda.
Capt. M. rides up.
Capt. M. 'Mornin', Mrs. Gadsby. How's the Infant Phenomenon and the Proud
Proprietor?
Mrs. G. You'll find them in the front veranda; go through the house. I'm Martha
just now.
Capt. M, 'Cumbered about with cares of Khitmatgars? I fly.
Passes into front veranda, where GADSBV is watching GADSBY JUNIOR, aged ten
months, crawling about the matting.
Capt. M. What's the trouble, Gaddy-spoiling an honest man's Europe morning this
way? (Seeing G. JUNIOR.) By Jove, that yearling's comin' on amazingly! Any
amount of bone below the knee there.
Capt. G. Yes, he's a healthy little scoundrel. Don't you think his hair's
growing?
Capt. M. Let's have a look. Hi! Hst Come here, General Luck, and we'll report
on you.
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