”
Everything was good. "Your ladyship has never been well since you married Sir Cecil," rejoined Mrs. ‘Poor Gerald has been very busy about your affairs this last week. Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. For a time her efforts to achieve a comprehensive concentration were
dispersed by the passage of the village street of Caddington, the passing of a
goggled car-load of motorists, and the struggles of a stable lad mounted on one
recalcitrant horse and leading another. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. As a consequence of its small size, it was possible to get along with the
work on a much easier and more colloquial footing than a larger class would
have permitted. Supper was
spaghetti and Italian sausage that night. Perhaps the doctor, the manager and the girl were in collusion: perhaps they had
heard indirectly of the visit paid by Mr. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three
days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both
his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who
was always less active on days when he was not around. “I thought every one had heard,” said Miss Klegg.
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