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The Foot of Time: A Novel of Australia and the South Seas: (1933)

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282 THE FOOT OF TIME<br />

And Sir Bruce looked down on him with a<br />

tolerant smile <strong>of</strong> good humoured amusement, but<br />

said no word.<br />

"Allow me to introduce my parents to you, Mr.<br />

Burne. You have already met my mo<strong>the</strong>r; this is<br />

my fa<strong>the</strong>r, Sir Bruce Arbuthnot."<br />

"But—but you ain't married, that what you're<br />

not."<br />

"Oh, dear me, yes he is," came Clare's voice from<br />

<strong>the</strong> background. "Aren't you, darling?"<br />

"You'll find <strong>the</strong>re is no doubt about that, Mr.<br />

Burne," <strong>the</strong> baronet assured him.<br />

"But—but —"<br />

"But, Daddy," came from Edith, "perhaps, dear<br />

—I only say perhaps, you know—you may have<br />

been listening to a lot <strong>of</strong> idle gossip that didn't concern<br />

you?"<br />

"Well, so I may, Edie, my girl; so I may. Dang<br />

it, I always liked <strong>the</strong> lad!"<br />

"And we may shake h<strong>and</strong>s, may we, Burne?"<br />

enquired Sir Bruce.<br />

For one moment <strong>the</strong> farmer hesitated, <strong>the</strong>n his<br />

whole instinct (always going out to a real man<br />

when he met one) melted like snow under a Darjeeling<br />

sun.<br />

"<strong>The</strong> Lord's name be praised!" he said. "Glad, I<br />

could cry with it. Shake? Too true I'll shake, Sir<br />

Bruce, <strong>and</strong> here's my h<strong>and</strong> upon it!"<br />

It was at this juncture that Florence Tooth<br />

elected to make her appearance.<br />

"So you're wrong again William, eh?" she rasped<br />

out. "Confess it <strong>and</strong> make amends."<br />

,,<br />

THE FOOT OF TIME<br />

283<br />

"Ah! Florence," he said, "<strong>and</strong> glad to be wrong<br />

at that. You're in this or I'm a Dutchman. Well,<br />

girl, it's good enough to quit hating on, this is.<br />

Who'd 'ave thought it now? <strong>The</strong> boy's got a<br />

decent fa<strong>the</strong>r <strong>and</strong> mo<strong>the</strong>r—parents to be proud on.<br />

Why, Florence, my gal, I could hug you this blessed<br />

minute, that could I!"<br />

Her feelings worked up, slightly emotional,<br />

Florence Tooth volunteered:<br />

"You can kiss me if you like, William."<br />

"Well, I'll be flambusted!" ejaculated that<br />

worthy. "Mo<strong>the</strong>r, did you hear that, now?"<br />

"Go on, William, kiss your sister-in-law, do!"<br />

said Mrs. William Burne.

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