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"Oh, Miriam's a dear girl. Plays beautifully. Rides beautifully, too. She's a regular pet of the household. Used to call me—" The elbow went home, and ignorant but obedient always, the pater shut himself off. OH MIRIAM'S A DEAR GIRL PLAYS BEAUTIFULLY RIDES BEAUTIFULLY TOO SHE'S A REGULAR PET OF THE HOUSEHOLD USED TO CALL ME THE ELBOW WENT HOME AND IGNORANT BUT OBEDIENT ALWAYS THE PAINTER SHUT HIMSELF OFF
r.” “Now we can be quiet again, can’t we?” “Oh, quite. I’ve a very dear friend of mine that I want you to know. She couldn’t come with the house so full, because she’s an invalid, and she was away when you first came. She’s a Mrs. Lacy.” “Lacy! I don’t remember the name about here.” “No; they came after you went to India—from Oxford. Her husband died there, and she lost some money, I believe. They bought The Firs on the Bassett Road. She’s a very sweet woman, and we’re very fond of them both.” “She’s a widow, didn’t you say?” “She has a daughter. Surely I said so, dear?” “Does she fall into trout-ponds, and gas and giggle, and ‘Oh, Major Cottah!’ and all that sort of thing?” “No, indeed. She’s a very quiet girl, and very musical. She always came over here with her music-books—composing, you know; and she generally works all day, so you won’t—” “’Talking about Miriam?” said the pater, coming up. The mother edged toward him within elbow-reach. There was no finesse about Georgie’s father. EMSELVES IMMENSELY SAID THE MOTHER YOU'RE A PUBLIC BENEFACTOR DEAR NOW WE CAN BE QUIET AGAIN CAN'T WE OH QUITE I'VE A VERY DEAR FRIEND OF MINE THAT I WANT YOU TO KNOW SHE COULDN'T COME WITH THE HOUSE SO FULL BECAUSE SHE'S AN INVALID AND SHE WAS AWAY WHEN YOU FIRST CAME SHE'S A MISSUS LACEY LACEY I DON'T REMEMBER THE NAME ABOUT HERE NO THEY CAME AFTER YOU WENT TO INDIA FROM OXFORD HER HUSBAND DIED THERE AND SHE LOST SOME MONEY I BELIEVE THEY BOUGHT THE FURS ON BASSETT ROAD SHE'S A VERY SWEET WOMAN AND WE'RE VERY FOND OF THEM BOTH SHE'S A WIDOW DIDN'T YOU SAY SHE HAS A DAUGHTER SURELY I SAID SO DEAR DOES SHE FALL INTO TROUT PONDS AND GAS AND GIGGLE AND OH MAJOR COTTER AND ALL THAT SORT OF THING NO INDEED SHE'S A VERY QUIET GIRL AND VERY MUSICAL SHE ALWAYS CAME OVER HERE WITH HER MUSIC BOOKS COMPOSING YOU KNOW AND SHE GENERALLY WORKS ALL DAY SO YOU WON'T TALKING ABOUT MIRIAM SAID THE PATER COMING UP THE MOTHER EDGED TOWARD HIM WITHIN ELBOW REACH THERE WAS NO FINESSE ABOUT GEORGIE'S FATHER
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