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MacDonald, George, 1824-1905

"Malcolm"

He sent
for him, and heard his report, then with a quick nod dismissed him
--his way when angry, and sat silent.
"Wasn't it spirited--in such poor people too?" said Lady Florimel,
the colour rising in her face, and her eyes sparkling.
"It was damned impudent," said the marquis.
"I think it was damned dignified," said Lady Florimel.
The marquis stared. The visitors, after a momentary silence, burst
into a great laugh.
"I wanted to see," said Lady Florimel calmly, "whether I couldn't
swear if I tried. I don't think it tastes nice. I shan't take to
it, I think."
"You'd better not in my presence, my lady," said the marquis, his
eyes sparkling with fun.
"I shall certainly not do it out of your presence, my lord," she
returned. "--Now I think of it," she went on, "I know what I will
do: every time you say a bad word in my presence, I shall say it
after you. I shan't mind who's there--parson or magistrate. Now
you'll see."
"You will get into the habit of it."
"Except you get out of the habit of it first, papa," said the girl,
laughing merrily.
"You confounded little Amazon!" said her father.
"But what's to be done about those confounded pipes?" she resumed.
"You can't allow such people to serve you so! Return your presents,
indeed! Suppose I undertake the business?"
"By all means. What will you do?"
"Make them take them, of course. It would be quite horrible never
to be quits with the old lunatic."
"As you please, puss.


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