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Henty, G. A. (George Alfred), 1832-1902

"Rujub, the Juggler"

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"Well, we must hope he will, Mrs. Prothero; that seems, from what
I hear, the only chance there is of the regiment winning a prize.
So all our sympathies will be with you."
"Hunter and his wife and their two girls are coming," the Major
said, the next morning, as he opened his letters.
"Very well, uncle, then we will do as we arranged. The Miss Hunters
shall have my room, and I will take the little passage room."
"I am afraid it will put you out, Isobel; but they have been here
for the last two years at the race times and I did not like not
asking them again."
"Of course, uncle. It will make no difference to me, and I don't
require any very great space to apparel myself."
"We must have dinners for twelve at least, the day before the races,
and on the three days of the meeting."
Isobel looked alarmed. "I hope you don't rely on me for the
arrangements, uncle. At each of the four dinners we have been to
I have done nothing but wonder how it was all done, and have been
trembling over the thought that it would be our turn presently. It
seemed a fearful responsibility; and four, one after the other, is
an appalling prospect."
"Rumzan will see to it all, my dear. He has always managed very well
before. I will talk it over with him; besides, these will not be
like regular set dinner parties. At race meetings everyone keeps
pretty nearly open house. One does not ask any of the people at the
station; they have all their own visitors.


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