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So I got up the next morning at early dawn  I know it was dawn, because there were lark noises in the sky, and the grass looked as if it had been left out all night  and hunted up the most conspicuous thing in the bird line that I could find, and measured the distance, as nearly as it would let me, and shot away all I knew. SO I GOT UP THE NEXT MORNING AT EARLY DAWN I KNOW IT WAS DAWN BECAUSE THERE WERE LARK NOISES IN THE SKY AND THE GRASS LOOKED AS IF IT HAD BEEN LEFT OUT ALL NIGHT AND HUNTED UP THE MOST CONSPICUOUS THING IN THE BIRD LINE THAT I COULD FIND AND MEASURED THE DISTANCE AS NEARLY AS IT WOULD LET ME AND SHOT AWAY ALL I KNEW
been the only person in the house who understood how to manage the cook's temper, and now she has to put "D.V." on her dinner invitations. Still, that's better than a domestic scandal; a woman who leaves her cook never wholly recovers her position in Society. I suppose the same thing holds good with the hosts; they seldom have more than a superficial acquaintance with their guests, and so often just when they do get to know you a bit better, they leave off knowing you altogether. There was _rather_ a breath of winter in the air when I left those Dorsetshire people. You see, they had asked me down to shoot, and I'm not particularly immense at that sort of thing. There's such a deadly sameness about partridges; when you've missed one, you've missed the lot--at least, that's been my experience. And they tried to rag me in the smoking-room about not being able to hit a bird at five yards, a sort of bovine ragging that suggested cows buzzing round a gadfly and thinking they were teasing it. BE PITIED BECAUSE HE HAD BEEN THE ONLY PERSON IN THE HOUSE WHO UNDERSTOOD HOW TO MANAGE THE COOK'S TEMPER AND NOW SHE HAS TO PUT D V ON HER DINNER INVITATIONS STILL THAT'S BETTER THAN A DOMESTIC SCANDAL A WOMAN WHO LEAVES HER COOK NEVER WHOLLY RECOVERS HER POSITION IN SOCIETY I SUPPOSE THE SAME THING HOLDS GOOD WITH THE HOSTS THEY SELDOM HAVE MORE THAN A SUPERFICIAL ACQUAINTANCE WITH THEIR GUESTS AND SO OFTEN JUST WHEN THEY DO GET TO KNOW YOU A BIT BETTER THEY LEAVE OFF KNOWING YOU ALTOGETHER THERE WAS RATHER A BREATH OF WINTER IN THE AIR WHEN I LEFT THOSE DORSETSHIRE PEOPLE YOU SEE THEY HAD ASKED ME DOWN TO SHOOT AND I'M NOT PARTICULARLY IMMENSE AT THAT SORT OF THING THERE'S SUCH A DEADLY SAMENESS ABOUT PARTRIDGES WHEN YOU'VE MISSED ONE YOU'VE MISSED THE LOT AT LEAST THAT'S BEEN MY EXPERIENCE AND THEY TRIED TO RAG ME IN THE SMOKING ROOM ABOUT NOT BEING ABLE TO HIT A BIRD AT FIVE YARDS A SORT OF BOVINE RAGGING THAT SUGGESTED COWS BUZZING ROUND A GADFLY AND THINKING THEY WERE TEASING IT
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