The Little Brown Jug at KildareNicholson, Meredith
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The Little Brown Jug at Kildare
Nicholson, Meredith
Fathers and daughters -- Fiction; Governors -- Fiction; Humorous stories; North Carolina -- Fiction; South Carolina -- Fiction
"You have done all that could be asked of you, Mr. Griswold, and I can
not permit you to remain longer. Father will certainly be here
to-morrow. I assure you that it is not like him to avoid his public
obligations. His absence is the most unaccountable thing that ever
happened. I have my difficulties here at home, for since my mother's
death I have had the care of my young sisters, and it is not pleasant to
have to deceive them."
"Oh, but your father isn't absent! He is officially present and in the
saddle," laughed Griswold. "You must not admit, even to me, that he is
not here in full charge of his office. And as for my leaving the field,
I have not the slightest intention of going back to Virginia until the
Appleweight ghost is laid, the governor of North Carolina brought to
confusion, and the governor of South Carolina visibly present and
thundering his edicts again, so to speak, _ex cathedra_. My own affairs
can wait, Miss Osborne. My university may go hang; my clients may be
mulcted in direst damages, but just now I am your humble servant, and I
shall not leave your service until my tasks are finished. I am
consulting not my duty, but my pleasure. The joy of having a hand in a
little affair like this, and of being able to tell my friend Tommy
Ardmore about it afterward, would be sufficient. Ardmore will never
speak to me again for not inviting him to a share in the game."
He was more buoyant than she had seen him, and she liked the note of
affection that crept into his tone as he spoke of his friend.
"Ardmore is the most remarkable person alive," Griswold continued. "You
remember--I spoke of him this morning. He likes to play the inscrutable
idiot, and he carries it off pretty well; but underneath he's really
clever. The most amazing ideas take hold of him. You never could imagine
what he's doing now! I met him accidentally in Atlanta the other day,
and he was in pursuit of a face--a girl's face that he had seen from a
car window for only an instant on a siding somewhere."
"He must have a romantic temperament," suggested Barbara.
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