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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? 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
McKillop who sought me out, and her conversation was not of kittens. "Your cousin is discussing _Zaza_ with the Archdeacon's wife; at least, he is discussing, she is ordering her carriage." She spoke in the dry, staccato tone of one who repeats a French exercise, and I knew that as far as Millie McKillop was concerned, Wumples was devoted to a lifelong celibacy. "If you don't mind," I said hurriedly, "I think we'd like our carriage ordered too," and I made a forced march in the direction of the croquet- ground. I found everyone talking nervously and feverishly of the weather and the war in South Africa, except Reginald, who was reclining in a comfortable chair with the dreamy, far-away look that a volcano might wear just after it had desolated entire villages. The Archdeacon's wife was buttoning up her gloves with a concentrated deliberation that was fearful to behold. I shall have to treble my subscription to her Cheerful Sunday Evenings Fund before I dare set foot in her house again. EVENTUALLY IT WAS MISSUS MC KILLOP WHO SOUGHT ME OUT AND HER CONVERSATION WAS NOT OF KITTENS YOUR COUSIN IS DISCUSSING ZAZA WITH THE ARCHDEACON'S WIFE AT LEAST HE IS DISCUSSING SHE IS ORDERING HER CARRIAGE SHE SPOKE IN THE DRY STACCATO TONE OF ONE WHO REPEATS A FRENCH EXERCISE AND I KNEW THAT AS FAR AS MILLIE MC KILLOP WAS CONCERNED WUMPLES WAS DEVOTED TO A LIFELONG CELIBACY IF YOU DON'T MIND I SAID HURRIEDLY I THINK WE'D LIKE OUR CARRIAGE ORDERED TOO AND I MADE A FORCED MARCH IN THE DIRECTION OF THE CROQUET GROUND I FOUND EVERY ONE TALKING NERVOUSLY AND FEVERISHLY OF THE WEATHER AND THE WAR IN SOUTH AFRICA EXCEPT REGINALD WHO WAS RECLINING IN A COMFORTABLE CHAIR WITH THE DREAMY FAR AWAY LOOK THAT A VOLCANO MIGHT WEAR JUST AFTER IT HAD DESOLATED ENTIRE VILLAGES THE ARCHDEACON'S WIFE WAS BUTTONING UP HER GLOVES WITH A CONCENTRATED DELIBERATION THAT WAS FEARFUL TO BEHOLD I SHALL HAVE TO TREBLE MY SUBSCRIPTION TO HER CHEERFUL SUNDAY EVENING'S FUND BEFORE I DARE SET FOOT IN HER HOUSE AGAIN
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