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in her rendering of Mike Driscoll, and Hugh 

 lauglied again, his ugly little falsetto laugh, 

 and felt that Slaney was a very good fellow 

 indeed. 



Lady Susan, doing " Dutch roll,'* bore 

 down upon them. 



" The horrid thing was lying on my feet," 

 she was exclaiming to Major Bunbury, whose 

 hand she was holding at the full stretch of 

 both their arms. *' I never remembered 

 that till this instant, — Hughie," she called 

 to Captain French as they passed, and 

 grasping at his chair she whirled round and 

 came sitting on his knee — " It really was a 

 most awful dream, darling. I had it last 

 night when you were snoring, and it sud- 

 denly came into my head now. I thought 

 some ghastly thing was sitting on my feet, 

 like a dog or something, and then suddenly 

 it turned into a whitey, silvery sort of thing, 

 a kind of Arctic fox, and the horrid thing 

 was smiling and showing all its teeth. My 

 word, I was in a funk. And then it turned 

 out to be only the hot-water bag." 



