You ought to
send a circular at once, and make a call without delay."
Dale took his pipe out of his pocket, and spoke in an absent tone.
"I've been thinking what a rum world it is, Mav."
"Yes, but a very nice world, Will;" and she slipped her arm in his, as
they walked on together. "No, not another pipe. Don't take the edge
off your appetite with any more smoking. There's good roast beef and
Yorkshire pudding waiting for you. That is, if Mary hasn't made a mess
of everything."
XVIII
On the evening of the next Sunday Dale was quietly going out of the
house when Mavis offered to accompany him.
"Off for a stroll, Will? If you can wait ten minutes, I'll come with
you."
But he excused himself from waiting, and further confessed that he
preferred to be alone. He said he was in a thoughtful rather than a
talkative mood to-night.
"You understand, old girl?"
"Yes, dear, I understand. You want to put on your considering cap
about something."
"That's just it, Mav. The considering cap. Ta-ta."
Outside in the roadway Mr. Creech, a farmer, hindered him for a few
minutes. Between him and Mr. Creech there were certain business
arrangements now under negotiation, and it was impossible to avoid
speaking of them.
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