Helbeck of Bannisdale — Volume I by Mrs. Humphry Ward
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And she led the dog into the hall, Helbeck ceremoniously opening the door
for her. She sat herself down in the oak settle beside the hall fire, where for some minutes she occupied herself entirely with the dog, talking a sort of baby language to him that left Helbeck absolutely dumb. When she raised her head, she flung, dartlike, another question at her host. "Have you many neighbours, Mr. Helbeck?" Her voice startled his look away from her. "Not many," he said, hesitating. "And I know little of those there are." "Indeed! Don't you like--society?" He laughed with some embarrassment. "I don't get much of it," he said simply. "Don't you? What a pity!--isn't it, Bruno? I like society dreadfully,--dances, theatres, parties,--all sorts of things. Or I did--once." She paused and stared at Helbeck. He did not speak, however. She sat up very straight and pushed the dog from her. "By the way," she said, in a shrill voice, "there are my cousins, the Masons. How far are they?" "About seven miles." "Quite up in the mountains, isn't it?" |
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