The 'Mind the Paint' Girl - BestLightNovel.com
You’re reading novel The 'Mind the Paint' Girl Part 63 online at BestLightNovel.com. Please use the follow button to get notification about the latest chapter next time when you visit BestLightNovel.com. Use F11 button to read novel in full-screen(PC only). Drop by anytime you want to read free – fast – latest novel. It’s great if you could leave a comment, share your opinion about the new chapters, new novel with others on the internet. We’ll do our best to bring you the finest, latest novel everyday. Enjoy
ROPER.
[_To MRS. UPJOHN, importantly._] Lucky I was on the spot; lucky I was on the spot.
JIMMIE.
[_On the landing, to GLADYS._] Bring the gentlemen up when Miss Lily rings.
LILY.
[_Rising and pacing the room on the right._] Give me some stockings!
MRS. UPJOHN.
[_Hurrying into the bedroom._] Yes, dearie. [_As she disappears._]
Maud----!
JIMMIE.
[_Returning and closing the door and then whispering to ROPER._] Bet my boots that's it!
ROPER.
[_To JIMMIE, in a whisper._] Choose between 'em!
JIMMIE.
What else can it be?
ROPER.
_I_ can't----
JIMMIE.
[_Throwing herself into ROPER'S arms._] Oh, if it _is_!
ROPER.
[_Hugging her._] Oh----!
JIMMIE.
[_Suddenly, releasing herself._] Oh----! [_Haughtily._] Thought you were Lily.
[_MRS. UPJOHN returns, carrying a pair of stockings. LILY seats herself upon the fauteuil-stool where, concealed by the centre table, she draws on the stockings with MRS. UPJOHN'S a.s.sistance._
LILY.
[_Whimpering._] Oh--! Oh----!
MRS. UPJOHN.
Don't, dearie; don't. Mother's _'ere_.
ROPER.
[_Impatiently._] I-- ah-- I think I'll run downstairs and shake hands with Jeyes and Farncombe while Lily's tidying herself.
JIMMIE.
[_Who has moved over to the right-- to ROPER._] Be careful. I should advise you not to risk it.
ROPER.
[_At the door._] Risk it?
JIMMIE.
If Nicko knows you were the cause of his being shut out of the party last night, he'll simply throttle you.
ROPER.
[_Opening the door._] Throttle _me_! [_Formidably._] Throttle Lal Roper----!
[_He disappears, closing the door, as MAUD enters from the bedroom with a pair of shoes._
LILY.
[_Weakly._] Oh! Oh! Oh! Get me something to keep these up with.
JIMMIE.
[_To MAUD._] Ribbon----
MRS. UPJOHN.
[_s.n.a.t.c.hing the shoes from MAUD._] Ribbon.
[_MAUD opens one of the drawers underneath the further cupboard on the left and finds a roll of bright, new ribbon, while JIMMIE, searching among the objects on the centre table, discovers the case of manicure instruments and takes from it a pair of scissors._
LILY.
[_Putting on her shoes-- to MRS. UPJOHN._] No, no; that's the left foot-- oh----!
MRS. UPJOHN.
Don't agitate yourself, dearie. Mother's _'ere_.
