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I knew that the elaborate curl over his right eyebrow was not guaranteed to survive a sea mist. * * * * * "Never, never again, will I take you to a garden party. Never . . . You behaved abominably I KNEW THAT THE ELABORATE CURL OVER HIS RIGHT EYEBROW WAS NOT GUARANTEED TO SURVIVE A SEA MIST NEVER NEVER AGAIN WILL I TAKE YOU TO A GARDEN PARTY NEVER YOU BEHAVED ABOMINABLY
et foot in her house again. At that particular moment the croquet players finished their game, which had been going on without a symptom of finality during the whole afternoon. Why, I ask, should it have stopped precisely when a counter- attraction was so necessary? Everyone seemed to drift towards the area of disturbance, of which the chairs of the Archdeacon's wife and Reginald formed the storm-centre. Conversation flagged, and there settled upon the company that expectant hush that precedes the dawn--when your neighbours don't happen to keep poultry. "What did the Caspian Sea?" asked Reginald, with appalling suddenness. There were symptoms of a stampede. The Archdeacon's wife looked at me. Kipling or someone has described somewhere the look a foundered camel gives when the caravan moves on and leaves it to its fate. The peptonised reproach in the good lady's eyes brought the passage vividly to my mind. I played my last card. "Reginald, it's getting late, and a sea-mist is coming on. ENING'S FUND BEFORE I DARE SET FOOT IN HER HOUSE AGAIN AT THAT PARTICULAR MOMENT THE CROQUET PLAYERS FINISHED THEIR GAME WHICH HAD BEEN GOING ON WITHOUT A SYMPTOM OF FINALITY DURING THE WHOLE AFTERNOON WHY I ASK SHOULD IT HAVE STOPPED PRECISELY WHEN A COUNTER ATTRACTION WAS SO NECESSARY EVERY ONE SEEMED TO DRIFT TOWARDS THE AREA OF DISTURBANCE OF WHICH THE CHAIRS OF THE ARCHDEACON'S WIFE AND REGINALD FORMED THE STORM CENTER CONVERSATION FLAGGED AND THERE SETTLED UPON THE COMPANY THAT EXPECTANT HUSH THAT PRECEDES THE DAWN WHEN YOUR NEIGHBOURS DON'T HAPPEN TO KEEP POULTRY WHAT DID THE CASPIAN SEA ASKED REGINALD WITH APPALLING SUDDENNESS THERE WERE SYMPTOMS OF A STAMPEDE THE ARCHDEACON'S WIFE LOOKED AT ME KIPLING OR SOMEONE HAS DESCRIBED SOMEWHERE THE LOOK A FOUNDERED CAMEL GIVES WHEN THE CARAVAN MOVES ON AND LEAVES IT TO ITS FATE THE PEPTONIZED REPROACH IN THE GOOD LADY'S EYES BROUGHT THE PASSAGE VIVIDLY TO MIND I PLAYED MY LAST CARD REGINALD IT'S GETTING LATE AND A SEA MIST IS COMING ON
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