Evan Harrington — Volume 2 by George Meredith
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there who could think of him, and ponder on that glimpse of fun, at the
same time; and he would have been passed over, had not the chairman said: 'Take a seat, sir; make yourself comfortable.' 'Before I have that pleasure,' replied Evan, 'I--' 'I see where 'tis,' burst out the old boy who had previously superinduced a diversion: 'he's going to ax if he can't have a bed!' A roar of laughter, and 'Don't you remember this day last year?' followed the cunning guess. For awhile explication was impossible; and Evan coloured, and smiled, and waited for them. 'I was going to ask--' 'Said so!' shouted the old boy, gleefully. '--one of the gentlemen who has engaged a bed-room to do me the extreme favour to step aside with me, and allow me a moment's speech with him.' Long faces were drawn, and odd stares were directed toward him, in reply. 'I see where 'tis'; the old boy thumped his knee. 'Ain't it now? Speak up, sir! There's a lady in the case?' 'I may tell you thus much,' answered Evan, 'that it is an unfortunate young woman, very ill, who needs rest and quiet.' 'Didn't I say so?' shouted the old boy. |
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