The Argosy — page 189: what you’re looking at

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| Edina. 175 “When do you expect Daisy?” asked Charles, after a pause. “ This evening.” . “This evening !” “T shall snatch a moment at dusk to fetch her,” added Frank. © Mrs. Townley is going into Cornwall on a visit to the Mount, and Daisy comes home.” ‘ ““ Have the people at the Mount foniven Daisy yet ?” “No. They will not do that, I expect, until I shall be established as a first-rate practitioner, with servants and carriages about me. Mrs. St. Clare likes show.” ‘She'd not like this, I’m afraid,” spoke Charles candidly, looking up at the low ceiling and across at the walls. Frank was saved a reply. Sam, the boy, who had been out on an errand, entered, and he began delivering a message to his master. “Would you like some dinner, Charley?” asked Frank. “Come along. I don’t know what there is to-day.” Passing through a side door behind him, Frank stepped into a con- tiguous sitting-room. It was narrow but comfortable. The window looked to the street. The fireplace was at the opposite end, side by side with the door that led to the house beyond. A mahogany sofa covered with horsehair stood against the wall on one side; a low book- case and a work-table on the other. The chairs matched the sofa; on the centre table the dinner cloth was laid; a red-and-green carpet and hearthrug completed the furniture. ; * Not a bad room, this,” said Charley, thinking it an improvement on the shop. “ There’s a better -sitting-room upstairs,” observed Frank. ‘“ Well furnished too. Brown liked to have decent things about him; and his people, he said, hélped him liberally when he set up here. That work-table he bought the other day for Daisy’s benefit.” “ He must be rather a good sort of a fellow.” “ He’s a very good dne.—What have you for dinner, Eve? Puta knife and fork for this gentleman.” ‘Roast beef, sir,” replied the old woman, who was bringing in the dishes, and nodded graciously to Charles, as much as to say he was welcome. “i thought the new mistress might like to find a cut of cold meat in the house.” “ Quite right,” said Frank. “Sit down, Charley.” Charley sat down, and did ample justice to the dinner. Especially to the Yorkshire pudding. A dish of which he was particularly fond, end had not lost’his relish for amid the dainties of the table at Eagles’ Nest. He began to think Frank’s quarters were not so bad on the whole, compared with no quarters at all and no dinner to eat in them. , “Have you chanced to see that man, Charley, since you came toc comicbooks.com