Say,
wouldn't that crack your faith in human nature? And she proceeds to
announce her scheme as placid as if it was something she'd thought out
special for our benefit.
"Excuse me," says I, "but you ain't plannin' on Vee's goin' along, too,
are you?"
"Why, certainly," says she. "Verona could not stay here alone. And at
this season the mountains of Jamaica are--"
"It's utterly stupid at Newcastle," breaks in Vee. "Nothing but a lot
of black soldiers, and a few fat English officers, and seeing the same
dozen people at teas three times a week."
"Besides," I puts in, "it would be a long jump for me to run down for
over Sunday, wouldn't it?"
"How unreasonable of you both," says Auntie. "Now, you young people
have been together a great deal of late. You can well afford to be
separated for a few months."
I goes choky in the throat. There was a lot of points I wanted to
make, but I couldn't seem to state 'em fast enough. All I can get out
is: "But--but see here; we--we was sort of plannin' to--to be--"
"Nonsense!" cuts in Auntie. "You are hardly more than children, either
of you. It's absurd enough of you becoming engaged. But beyond that--
Oh, not for years and years."
Oh, yes, there was a lot more to the debate--on our side.
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