The Story of the Gadsbys by Rudyard Kipling
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you to eat breakfast, and a dashed good break -fast, too. None of
your bridal airs and graces with me! Leads G. downstairs and stands over him while he eats two chops. CAPT. G. (Who has looked at his watch thrice in the last five minutes.) What time is it? CAPT. M. Time to come for a walk. Light up. CAPT. G. I haven't smoked for ten days, and I won't now. (Takes cheroot which M. has cut for him, and blows smoke through his nose luxuriously.) We aren't going down the Mall, are we? CAPT. M. (Aside.) They're all alike in these stages. (Aloud.) No, my Vestal. We're going along the quietest road we can find. CAPT. G. Any chance of seeing Her? CAPT. M. Innocent! No! Come along, and, if you want me for the final obsequies, don't cut my eye out with your stick. CAPT. G. (Spinning round.) I say, isn't She the dearest creature that ever walked? What's the time? What comes after "wilt thou take this woman"? CAPT. M. You go for the ring. R'clect it'll be on the top of my right-hand little finger, and just be careful how you draw it off, because I shall have the Verger's fees somewhere in my glove. CAPT. G. (Walking forward hastily.) D- the Verger! Come along! |
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