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Chapter 26

           

           “Yeneednaetellme,”shesaidatlast“ye’regentry.”

           “Well,”saidAlan,softenedalittle(Ibelieveagainsthiswill)bythisartlesscomment,“andsupposewewere?Dideveryouhearthatgentriceputmoneyinfolk’spockets?”

           Shesighedatthis,asifshewereherselfsomedisinheritedgreatlady.“No,”saysshe,“that’strueindeed.”

           IwasallthiswhilechafingatthepartIplayed,andsittingtongue-tiedbetweenshameandmerriment;butsomehowatthisIcouldholdinnolonger,andbadeAlanletmebe,forIwasbetteralready.Myvoicestuckinmythroat,forIeverhatedtotakepartinlies;butmyveryembarrassmenthelpedontheplot,forthelassnodoubtsetdownmyhuskyvoicetosicknessandfatigue.

           “Hashenaefriends?”saidshe,inatearfulvoice.

           “Thathasheso!”criedAlan,“ifwecouldbutwintothem!friendsandrichfriends,bedstoliein,foodtoeat,doctorstoseetohimandherehemusttrampinthedubsandsleepintheheatherlikeabeggarman.”

           “Andwhythat?”saysthelass.

           “Mydear,”saidAlan,“Icannaeverysafelysay;butI’lltellyewhatI’lldoinstead,”sayshe,“I’llwhistleyeabittune.”Andwiththatheleanedprettyfaroverthetable,andinamerebreathofawhistle,butwithawonderfulprettysentiment,gaveherafewbarsof“Charlieismydarling.”

           “Wheesht,”saysshe,andlookedoverhershouldertothedoor.

           “That’sit,”saidAlan.

           “Andhimsoyoung!”criesthelass.

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