Two Years Ago, Volume II. by Charles Kingsley
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"Well, in future, just order him to do what you like, and just as if you
were landlord, in fact; and if the old man haggles, write to me, and I'll blow him up. Delighted to have a man of taste like you here, who can improve the place for me." "I assure you, Lord Scoutbush, I need nothing, nor does the place. I am a man of very few wants." "I wish I were," sighed Scoutbush, pulling out another of Hudson's highest-priced cigars. "And I am bound to say"--(and here Elsley choked a little; but the Viscount's frankness and humility had softened him, and he determined to be very magnanimous)--"I am bound in honour, after owing to your kindness such an exquisite retreat--all that either I or Lucia could have fancied for ourselves, and more--not to trouble you by asking for little matters which we really do not need." And so Elsley, instead of simply asking to have the house-drains set right, which Lord Scoutbush would have done upon the spot, chose to be lofty-minded, at the risk of killing his wife and children. "My dear follow, you really must not 'lord' me any more; I hate it. I must be plain Scoutbush here among my own people, just as I am in the Guards' mess-room. And as for owing me any,--really, it is we that are in your debt--to see my sister so happy, and such beautiful children, and so well too--and altogether--and Valencia so delighted with your poems--and, and altogether--" and there Lord Scoutbush stopped, having hoisted, as he considered, the flag of peace once and for all, and very glad that the thing was over. |
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