"Georgie"
"Rot!" he said. "We'll dance together.
"At ten o'clock next morning, Georgie, after a sound, healthy night's rest proper to his years, woke up and remembered.
"Oh my hat!" he said; and rushed hastily to his cold bath. Unluckily a cold bath helps rather than retards memory, and Georgie's ejaculation as he brushed his short hair was: "Good Lord!" A couple of withered yellow pansies had suddenly caught his appalled eye. He was amazed to find that this memory, such as it was, had taken away all desire for breakfast, and he went straight out of doors with a longing for fresh breezes.
He avoided the terrace and rose-garden with its possibility of girls, and turned to the orchard and plantation beyond. It was hardly a happy spot to choose, for it was there that he had once helped Diana to dig up primroses. She had wanted to make his mother's kitchen-garden pretty, and Georgie wanted what she wanted, so
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