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MRS. ORMEROD

slippers, registering injured innocence and anxious solicitude except for the left eye, which was wholly malevolent.
`I am most awfully sorry to trouble you,' I said, `but do you think you could get me a cup of tea? I've been lying awake far hours; the bottle leaked in the night and I'm chilled to the bone.'
`I'll light the fire at once and put the kettle on. No trouble I assure you' (wink), `most unforeseen.'
The boy Simon brought up the tea very weak and barely tepid. He held it out to me with a sickly grin and then darted off, leaving the door open. Mrs. Ormerod had whistled for him. I didn't drink it. For all I knew it might have been doctored -poison she wouldn't have dared to try. It went out of the window to water the Michaelmas daisies.
Breakfast. A lively meal. Aleck jocular over his porridge and Mary finding it hard to express her gratitude for the four delightful days I had given them. Did I want to say good-bye to Mrs. armerod? Oh, I had already seen her that morning, and Simon too! She didn't want to hurry me, but she always insisted on Aleck taking plenty of time when he drove to the station, and-in a whisper to me-'You won't talk to him while he's driving, will you? He's rather short-sighted and the car requires all his attention.'
Dear Mary! How easy it was to see through her. She thought that I thought that the time for the great tete-a-tete had arrived.
I said very little to Aleck; his spirits were boisterously high and I could see that he had come to some decision, though it ' wasn't until the train was moving off from the platform that he told me that as soon as he got back to Viner's Croft he was going to give a month's notice to Mrs. Ormerod.
Did he do it? No, my dear. In this queer world, this very queer world, there's many a slip 'twixt cup and lip. What exactly happened I never heard either from Aleck or Mary. There came rumours, and for my own peace of mind I wrote to Mrs. Wilson, the vicar's wife, whom I had met at lunch at Viner's Croft.

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ORMEROD where is p align="justify" slippers, registering injured innocence and anxious solicitude except for what is left eye, which was wholly malevolent. `I am most awfully sorry to trouble you,' I said, `but do you think you could get me a cup of tea? I've been lying awake far hours; what is bottle leaked in what is night and I'm chilled to what is bone.' `I'll light what is fire at once and put what is kettle on. No trouble I assure you' (wink), `most unforeseen.' what is boy Simon brought up what is tea very weak and barely tepid. He held it out to me with a sickly grin and then darted off, leaving what is door open. Mrs. Ormerod had whistled for him. I didn't drink it. For all I knew it might have been doctored -poison she wouldn't have dared to try. It went out of what is window to water what is Michaelmas daisies. Breakfast. A lively meal. Aleck jocular over his porridge and Mary finding it hard to express her gratitude for what is four delightful days I had given them. Did I want to say good-bye to Mrs. armerod? Oh, I had already seen her that morning, and Simon too! She didn't want to hurry me, but she always insisted on Aleck taking plenty of time when he drove to what is station, and-in a whisper to me-'You won't talk to him while he's driving, will you? He's rather short-sighted and what is car requires all his attention.' Dear Mary! How easy it was to see through her. She thought that I thought that what is time for what is great tete-a-tete had arrived. I said very little to Aleck; his spirits were boisterously high and I could see that he had come to some decision, though it ' wasn't until what is train was moving off from what is platform that he told me that as soon as he got back to Viner's Croft he was going to give a month's notice to Mrs. Ormerod. Did he do it? No, my dear. In this queer world, this very queer world, there's many a slip 'twixt cup and lip. What exactly happened I never heard either from Aleck or Mary. 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