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The father beamed on this man after his own heart,—"youngest major in the army, and should have had the V.C., sir,"—and the butler listened with his professional mask off when Master Georgie spoke of war as it is waged to day, and his father cross questioned. THE FATHER BEAMED ON THIS MAN AFTER HIS OWN HEART YOUNGEST MAJOR IN THE ARMY AND SHOULD HAVE HAD THE V C SIR AND THE BUTLER LISTENED WITH HIS PROFESSIONAL MASK OFF WHEN MASTER GEORGIE SPOKE OF WAR AS ITS WAGE TO DAY AND HIS FATHER CROSS QUESTIONED
furlough after the lean seasons. Nothing was changed in that orderly life, from the coachman who met him at the station to the white peacock that stormed at the carriage from the stone wall above the shaven lawns. The house took toll of him with due regard to precedence—first the mother; then the father; then the housekeeper, who wept and praised God; then the butler, and so on down to the under-keeper, who had been dogboy in Georgie’s youth, and called him “Master Georgie,” and was reproved by the groom who had taught Georgie to ride. “Not a thing changed,” he sighed contentedly, when the three of them sat down to dinner in the late sunlight, while the rabbits crept out upon the lawn below the cedars, and the big trout in the ponds by the home paddock rose for their evening meal. “_Our_ changes are all over, dear,” cooed the mother; “and now I am getting used to your size and your tan (you’re very brown, Georgie), I see you haven’t changed in the least. You’re exactly like the pater.” NTRY WILD WITH DELIGHT OF HIS FIRST LONG FURLOUGH AFTER THE LEAN SEASONS NOTHING WAS CHANGED IN THAT ORDERLY LIFE FROM THE COACHMAN WHO MET HIM AT THE STATION TO THE WHITE PEACOCK THAT STORMED AT THE CARRIAGE FROM THE STONE WALL ABOVE THE SHAVEN LAWNS THE HOUSE TOOK TOLD HIM WITH DUE REGARD TO PRECEDENCE FIRST THE MOTHER THEN THE FATHER THEN THE HOUSEKEEPER WHO WEPT AND PRAISED GOD THEN THE BUTLER AND SO ON DOWN TO THE UNDER KEEPER WHO HAD BEEN DOG BOY IN GEORGIE'S YOUTH AND CALLED HIM MASTER GEORGIE AND WAS REPROVED BY THE GROOM WHO HAD TAUGHT GEORGIE TO RIDE NOT A THING CHANGED HE SIGHED CONTENTEDLY WHEN THE THREE OF THEM SAT DOWN TO DINNER IN THE LATE SUNLIGHT WHILE THE RABBITS CREPT OUT UPON THE LAWN BELOW THE CEDARS AND THE BIG TROUT IN THE PONDS BY THE HOME PADDOCK ROSE FOR THEIR EVENING MEAL OUR CHANGES ARE ALL OVER DEAR COOED THE MOTHER AND NOW I'M GETTING USED TO YOUR SIZE AND YOUR TAN YOUR VERY BROWN GEORGIE I SEE YOU HAVEN'T CHANGED IN THE LEAST YOU'RE EXACTLY LIKE THE PATER
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