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"I knew that was coming. I KNEW THAT WAS COMING
 as though the youngest major in the army were ten years old, showing off before company. “I was sure of it, somehow. Oh, there are heaps of things about me, mummy, that you don’t understand. Looks as if it were goin’ to be a hot day—for England. Would you care for a ride this afternoon, Miss Lacy? We can start out after tea, if you’d like it.” Miriam could not in decency refuse, but any woman might see she was not filled with delight. “That will be very nice, if you take the Bassett Road. It will save me sending Martin down to the village,” said the mother, filling in gaps. Like all good managers, the mother had her one weakness—a mania for little strategies that should economise horses and vehicles. Her men-folk complained that she turned them into common carriers, and there was a legend in the family that she had once said to the pater on the morning of a meet: “If you _should_ kill near Bassett, dear, and if it isn’t too late, would you mind just popping over and matching me this?”  TELL GEORGIE SAID THE MOTHER AS DELIGHTED AS THOUGH THE YOUNGEST MAJOR IN THE ARMY WERE TEN YEARS OLD SHOWING OFF BEFORE COMPANY I WAS SURE OF IT SOMEHOW OH THERE ARE HEAPS OF THINGS ABOUT ME MUMMY THAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND LOOKS AS IF WE'RE GOING TO BE A HOT DAY FOR ENGLAND WOULD YOU CARE FOR A RIDE THIS AFTERNOON MISS LACEY WE CAN START OUT AFTER TEA IF YOU LIKE IT MIRIAM COULD NOT IN DECENCY REFUSE BUT ANY WOMAN MIGHT SEE SHE WAS NOT FILLED WITH DELIGHT THAT WILL BE VERY NICE IF YOU TAKE THE BASSETT ROAD IT WILL SAVE ME SENDING MARTIN DOWN TO THE VILLAGE SAID THE MOTHER FILLING IN GAPS LIKE ALL GOOD MANAGERS THE MOTHER HAD ONE WEAKNESS A MANIA FOR LITTLE STRATEGIES THAT SHOULD ECONOMIZE HORSES AND VEHICLES HER MEN FOLK COMPLAINED THAT SHE TURNED THEM INTO COMMON CARRIERS AND THERE WAS A LEGEND IN THE FAMILY THAT SHE HAD ONCE SAID TO THE PAINTER ON THE MORNING OF HER MEET IF YOU SHOULD KILL THEIR BASSET DEAR AND IT ISN'T TOO LATE WOULD YOU MIND JUST POPPING OVER AND MATCHING ME THIS
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