Part 46 (1/2)
Pride and shaht for dominion over him Nellie was full of laudations Ralph enjoyed the ladders
”I say,” said Nellie, apprehensive for Maisie, on the pave's this park of yours? Because neither nurse nor I can carry her very far”
”We'll buy a pra at a newspaper placard which said: ”Isabel Joy on the war-path again Will she win?”
”But--”
”Oh, yes We'll buy a pras for her--in this wind”
”Well, we'll buy the necessary number of eider-downs and blankets, then,” said Edward Henry ”Driver--”
A tre the purchases he had to feed his flock in an ABC shop, where a the unoccupied waitresses Maisie and her talkative, winking doll enjoyed a triumph
Still there was plenty of ti the varied landscape beauties of the park to his fae over the lake, and Robert silently backed him And therefore the entire party went But Maisie was afraid of the water and cried
Now the worst thing about Maisie was that when once she had begun to cry it was very difficult to stop her Even the most remarkable dolls were powerless to appease her distress
”Give me the confounded pram, nurse,” said Edward Henry ”I'll cure her”
But he did not cure her However, he had to stick grimly to the perambulator Nellie tripped primly in black silk on one side of it
Nurse had the ard Ralph by the hand And Robert, taciturn, stalked alone, adding up London anda very small total of it
Suddenly Edward Henry halted the pera away fro wo a Pekinese by a silver chain stopped as if sic dart and held spellbound
”How do you do, Miss April?” said Edward Henry, loudly ”I was hoping to meet you This is my wife Nellie--this is Miss April” Nellie bowed stiffly in her black silk (Naught of the fresh maiden about her now!) And it has to be said that Elsie April in all her young and radiant splendour and woman-of-the-worldliness was equally stiff ”And there are irl--in the pram”
Maisie screamed, and pushed an expensive doll out of the perambulator
Edward Henry saved it by its boot as it fell
”And this is her doll And this is nurse,” he finished ”Fine breezy , isn't it?”
In due course the processions moved on
”Well, that's done!” Edward Henry hed
CHAPTER IX
THE FIRST NIGHT
I