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Gissing, George, 1857-1903

"The Unclassed"


He came back to himself now and then, and smiled as he looked at the
girls, but this happened seldom.
The appetites of all three were beyond denying when they had passed
the "Star and Garter" and began to walk down into the town. Waymark
wondered whither their guide would lead them, but asked no
questions. To his surprise, Ida stopped at a small inn half way down
the hill.
"You are to go straight in," she said, with a smile, to Waymark,
"and are to tell the first person you meet that three people want
dinner. There's no choice--roast beef and vegetables, and some
pudding or other afterwards. Then you are to walk straight upstairs,
as if you knew your way, and we will follow."
These directions were obeyed, with the result that all reached an
upper chamber, wherein a table was cleanly and comfortably laid, as
if expecting them. French windows led out on to a quaint little
verandah at the back of the house, and the view thence was perfect.
The river below, winding between wooded banks, and everywhere the
same splendour of varied green which had delighted their eyes all
the morning. Just below the verandah was the tiled roof of an
outhouse, whereon lay a fine black and white cat, basking in the hot
sun.


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