Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds
with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he
turned to go home by the Avenue. With me
behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And
just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate
intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally
distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson
ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. ’
‘Lucky indeed,’ answered Gerald, glancing at the pair again. Celestial Uncles! Spurlock chuckled, and a bit of chestnut, going
down the wrong way, set him to coughing violently. “I must read him when I come out. "Will he post the cole? Will he come down with the dues? Ask him that?" cried
Blueskin.
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