“A confusion of motives—that’s what I am!. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if expecting disapproval. "Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!" "What!" vociferated Trenchard. Still, he was puzzled because McClintock had not spoken. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident. She was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her short sleeve. But just now there is nothing which you or anybody can do. "What's the matter?" demanded Jonathan, harshly. Does this not disturb you?” 278 “Of course it disturbs me. “Well, if I find your conversation interesting I shall listen. But it is no longer necessary. If there’s any one here whom you have not met I will make you acquainted with them after dinner. After an affectionate parting with Winifred, Thames was conducted by the carpenter to his sleeping apartment—a comfortable cosy chamber; such a one, in short, as can only be met with in the country, with its dimity-curtained bed, its sheets fragrant of lavender, its clean white furniture, and an atmosphere breathing of freshness.
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