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Franklin Kane

CHAPTER IX
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She had always, till now, found Miss Buckston's cheerful dogmatism fortifying, and, even when it irritated her, instructive; but she had now new standards of interest, and new sources of refreshment, and, shut up with Miss Buckston for a rainy week, she felt as never before the defects of this excellent person's many qualities.
She had fires lighted, much to Miss Buckston's amusement, and sat a good deal by the blaze in the drawing-room, controlling her displeasure when Miss Buckston, dressed in muddy tweed and with a tweed cap pulled down over her brows, came striding in from a ten-mile tramp and said, pulling open all the windows, 'You are frightfully frusty in here.' It was not 'frusty.' Althea had a scientific regard for ventilation, and a damp breeze from the garden blew in at the furthest window.

She had quite enough air.
Miss Buckston was also very critical of Merriston House, and pointed out the shabbiness of the chintz and faded carpets.

The garden, she said, was shamefully neglected, and she could not conceive how people could bear to let a decent place like this go to ruin.

'But he's a slack creature, Gerald Digby, I've heard.' Althea coldly explained that Mr.Digby was too poor to live at Merriston and to keep it up.

She did not herself in the least mind the shabbiness.
'Oh, I don't mind it,' said Miss Buckston.


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