Therefore he
dissolved
himself like a mist and returned to his
gas-plugs without a word of apology.
gas-plugs without a word of apology.
Kipling - Poems
Mr.
Beeton stood by with the air of an ambassador and breathed responsibly.
"I'm very well indeed, and, by Jove! I'm glad to see--hear you, I mean,
Bess. You never thought it worth while to turn up and see us again after
you got your money. I don't know why you should. Are you going anywhere
in particular just now? "
"I was going for a walk," said Bessie.
"Not the old business? " Dick spoke under his breath.
"Lor, no! I paid my premium"--Bessie was very proud of that word--"for a
barmaid, sleeping in, and I'm at the bar now quite respectable. Indeed I
am. "
Mr. Beeton had no special reason to believe in the loftiness of human
nature.
Therefore he dissolved himself like a mist and returned to his
gas-plugs without a word of apology. Bessie watched the flight with a
certain uneasiness; but so long as Dick appeared to be ignorant of the
harm that had been done to him. . .
"It's hard work pulling the beer-handles," she went on, "and they've got
one of them penny-in-the-slot cash-machines, so if you get wrong by a
penny at the end of the day--but then I don't believe the machinery is
right. Do you? "
"I've only seen it work. Mr. Beeton. "
"He's gone.
"I'm afraid I must ask you to help me home, then. I'll make it worth
your while. You see. " The sightless eyes turned towards her and Bessie
saw.
"It isn't taking you out of your way? " he said hesitatingly.
Beeton stood by with the air of an ambassador and breathed responsibly.
"I'm very well indeed, and, by Jove! I'm glad to see--hear you, I mean,
Bess. You never thought it worth while to turn up and see us again after
you got your money. I don't know why you should. Are you going anywhere
in particular just now? "
"I was going for a walk," said Bessie.
"Not the old business? " Dick spoke under his breath.
"Lor, no! I paid my premium"--Bessie was very proud of that word--"for a
barmaid, sleeping in, and I'm at the bar now quite respectable. Indeed I
am. "
Mr. Beeton had no special reason to believe in the loftiness of human
nature.
Therefore he dissolved himself like a mist and returned to his
gas-plugs without a word of apology. Bessie watched the flight with a
certain uneasiness; but so long as Dick appeared to be ignorant of the
harm that had been done to him. . .
"It's hard work pulling the beer-handles," she went on, "and they've got
one of them penny-in-the-slot cash-machines, so if you get wrong by a
penny at the end of the day--but then I don't believe the machinery is
right. Do you? "
"I've only seen it work. Mr. Beeton. "
"He's gone.
"I'm afraid I must ask you to help me home, then. I'll make it worth
your while. You see. " The sightless eyes turned towards her and Bessie
saw.
"It isn't taking you out of your way? " he said hesitatingly.
