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Chapter XVII
THE CHANGE IN “ALCIDE”
“By-the-bye,” his neighbour asked him languidly, “who is our hostess?”
“Usually known, I believe, as Lady Ferringhall,” Ennison answered, “unless I
have mixed up my engagement list and come to the wrong house. “Please call me Carol. He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry
glances of his leader. I can’t help it. Give him his medicine
every half hour. ’
‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. “Hand me the Jergens lotion, will you? How’d it go
with John?” She asked. The occasion of all this confusion and dismay, meanwhile, remained perfectly
motionless; his figure erect, and with somewhat of dignity in his demeanour. Take my
child to—it is—oh God!—I am sinking—take it—take it!"
"Where?" shouted Wood. She
was leaning over him and he smelled her like he had
never smelled anyone before. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous,
preoccupied, almost depressed figure.
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