[The Ancient Allan by H. Rider Haggard]@TWC D-Link bookThe Ancient Allan CHAPTER II 25/30
I have got it upstairs and you shall see me in it before you go, for old time's sake. Only it occurred to me that they might think me mad, so I didn't.
Dr. Jeffreys, will you say grace, please ?" Well, it was a most agreeable dinner so far as I was concerned, for I sat between my hostess and Mrs.Scroope and the rest were too far off for conversation.
Moreover as Archibald developed an unexpected quantity of small talk, and Scroope on the other side amused himself by filling pink-bow Miss Smith's innocent mind with preposterous stories about Africa, as had happened to me once before at this table, Lady Ragnall and I were practically left undisturbed. "Isn't it strange that we should find ourselves sitting here again after all these years, except that you are in my poor mother's place? Oh! when that scientific gentleman convinced me the other day that you whom I had heard were dead, were not only alive and well but actually in England, really I could have embraced him." I thought of an answer but did not make it, though as usual she read my mind for I saw her smile. "The truth is," she went on, "I am an only child and really have no friends, though of course being--well, you know," and she glanced at the jewels on her breast, "I have plenty of acquaintances." "And suitors," I suggested. "Yes," she replied blushing, "as many as Penelope, not one of whom cares twopence about me any more than I care for them.
The truth is, Mr. Quatermain, that nobody and nothing interest me, except a spot in the churchyard yonder and another amid ruins in Egypt." "You have had sad bereavements," I said looking the other way. "Very sad and they have left life empty.
Still I should not complain for I have had my share of good.
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