CHAPTER XXXII
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Shewaslookingatplansonedayinthefollowingspring—theyhadfinallydecidedtogodownintoSussexandbuild—whenMrs.CharlesWilcoxwasannounced.
“Haveyouheardthenews?”Dollycried,assoonassheenteredtheroom.“Charlesissoang—Imeanheissureyouknowaboutit,or,rather,thatyoudon’tknow.”
“Why,Dolly!”saidMargaret,placidlykissingher.“Here’sasurprise!Howaretheboysandthebaby?”
Boysandthebabywerewell,andindescribingagreatrowthattherehadbeenattheHiltonTennisClub,Dollyforgothernews.Thewrongpeoplehadtriedtogetin.Therector,asrepresentingtheolderinhabitants,hadsaid—Charleshadsaid—thetax-collectorhadsaid—Charleshadregrettednotsaying—andsheclosedthedescriptionwith,“Butluckyyou,withfourcourtsofyourownatMidhurst.”
“Itwillbeveryjolly,”repliedMargaret.
“Arethosetheplans?Doesitmattermyseeingthem?”
“Ofcoursenot.”
“Charleshasneverseentheplans.”
“Theyhaveonlyjustarrived.Hereisthegroundfloor—no,that’sratherdifficult.Trytheelevation.Wearetohaveagoodmanygablesandapicturesquesky-line.”
“Whatmakesitsmellsofunny?”saidDolly,afteramoment’sinspection.Shewasincapableofunderstandingplansormaps.
“Isupposethepaper.”
“AndWHICHwayupisit?”
“Justtheordinarywayup.That’sthesk
