[The Boss of Little Arcady by Harry Leon Wilson]@TWC D-Link bookThe Boss of Little Arcady CHAPTER XIII 9/10
I sympathized with him, truly, but I felt it was a fortunate circumstance.
I thought that one of the ladies at a time would be as much as Little Arcady could assimilate. Slowly the house grew into a home awaiting its mistress, a home whose furnished rooms overflowed into others not furnished but merely crowded. I foresaw, not without a certain wicked cheerfulness, that, even after the coming of Miss Caroline, Clem would be forced to pander to my breakfast appetites for the slight betterment it made in his fortunes, even must this be done surreptitiously.
And at least one dinner was secured to me beyond the coming of this mistress; for Clem had conveyed to me, with appropriate ceremony, an invitation, which I promptly accepted, to dine with Mrs.Caroline Lansdale at six-thirty on the evening of her arrival, she having gleaned from his letters, it appeared, that I had been a rather friendly adviser of her servant. In the days that followed I saw that Clem was regarding me with an embarrassed, troubled look.
Something of weight lay upon his mind.
Nor was it easy, to make him speak, but I achieved this at last. "Well, seh, Mahstah Majah, yo'-all see, Ah ain't eveh told Miss Cahline that yo's a Majah in th' Nawthun ahmy." "No ?" I said. "No, seh; Ah ain't even said yo's been a common soljah." "Well ?" "'Cause Miss Cahline's tehible heahtfelt 'bout some mattehs.
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