Longueville? I don't like to see
a lot of things I 'm not eating. And I told them to have some
flowers--pray, where are the flowers? Do they call those things
flowers? They look as if they had come out of the landlady's bonnet! Mr.
Longueville, do look at those objects."
"They are not like me--they are not very fresh," laughed Bernard.
"It 's no great matter--we have not got to eat them," growled Captain
Lovelock.
"I should think you would expect to--with the luncheon you usually
make!" rejoined Blanche. "Since you are here, though I did n't ask you,
you might as well make yourself useful. Will you be so good as to ring
the bell? If Gordon expects that we are going to wait another quarter of
an hour for him he exaggerates the patience of a long-suffering wife. If
you are very curious to know what he is about, he is writing letters, by
way of a change. He writes about eighty a day; his correspondents
must be strong people! It 's a lucky thing for me that I am married
to Gordon; if I were not he might write to me--to me, to whom it 's a
misery to have to answer even an invitation to dinner! To begin with, I
don't know how to spell. If Captain Lovelock ever boasts that he has
had letters from me, you may know it 's an invention.
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