I don't know that I need give any more of it. Indeed, I don't remember
any more of it. Toothill found the wool to be "sixty Botany" or
something of the kind, and we sat on, everybody wanting to break the
party up, but nobody (not even Pepper) knowing quite how to do so
without an open reference to a watch. I omit the details of Pepper's
complete downfall in Evie's eyes. I know that by some accident or other
the piano lid was opened, displaying the waterproof apron, and that poor
Evie, flurried until she hardly knew what she was saying, committed the
solecism of calling Pepper "Sir Julius," grew pink (poor dear), and
hated, not herself, but Pepper. Also her frugality received a shock when
it was discovered that the hansom had been kept waiting all this time.
Then the maid, returning from the Spaniards Road, filled my poor wife's
cup by bringing in I know not what homely provision for Jackie's
comfort during the night. Then they went.
Now, except when the flattery of personal attention is of the highest
importance, Pepper turns all provincials over to Whitlock; and I myself,
if ever Mr Toothill turns up at my house again, shall take the
precaution of having a whole barrow-load of worsted for his
entertainment, and if possible a kitten to "felt" it for him.
V.
I have now to tell how Aunt Angela was as good as her word about the
housewarming of her new abode. I hope that in these last pages I have
not seemed harsh in thought to the kind and aimless soul. She did not
meditate the mischief that came of that evening, and it was not for lack
of anything she was able to do to remedy it afterwards that partial, if
not total shipwreck came. But that helped little. Malevolence, in my
experience, is not the worst of dangers a man as exposed as I has to
fear. It is the mischief hat grows as it were of itself, inherent in
persons and their diverse characters and manifold relations that is the
deadly thing. That is not mere bad luck; it is fatality, and there is no
defeating it. I myself was so specially open to it that to all intents
and purposes I might as well have gone skinless through the world....
Well, I grinned and bore it. Only one other person knew that I was
skinless, and she, alas, was skinless too. Oh, take it on my authority
if you cannot take it otherwise, that you will do wisely to keep out of
my predicament unless you are of a different temper from mine, have
skins to spare, or are prepared to endure the shock I was presently to
endure.
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