The Man in Possession — page 282: what you’re looking at

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THE MAN IN POSSESSION. 277 of an hour. As for your going—well, no. An hos- pital isn’t exactly a nice place fora lady to goto; and more especially the accident ward. It is really very unfortunate—very unfortanate. I have the most confounded ill-luck, I must say.” He spoke as if Sir Wilfred had purposely victim- ised himself in order to put him to personal incon- venience. Kate said nothing, only busied herself in putting out the various articles of dress he would require, in the hope of expediting his movements. Still grumbling, Cornelius rose and rang for his shaving-water. Biddy appeared with it, accompanied by a pair of new patent leather boots, which she pre- sented to her master with the information that the man who had brought them wished to know if he should wait for the money. ‘‘If he is at a loss how to waste his time—cer- tainly,” said Cornelius, laughing. ‘‘ But if it is of any value—most decidedly not.” Kate looked scornfully at the new purchase. ‘‘You have six pairs already,” she said. ‘‘Isn’t it about time vou paid for one at least?” ‘‘Yes,” acquiesced her father, ‘‘ quite time. Some people say ‘Time is money.’ I never found it so. I give plenty of it to my creditors, but they don't seem to consider it an equivalent for common cur- rency. Now, my dear, are you particularly anxious to watch the process of shaving—because it is about to commence.” ‘You will be as quick as you can, wont you?” pleaded the girl. ‘‘Mrs. Lafaye is downstairs, and COMicloe (Sri C(O)