Excerpt from The Lonely Plough
Various printed notices drifted across the table on the rippling and bubbling Of worries. She had a passionate habit Of joining societies in all capacities, from President or Secretary to General bottle-washer, of getting herself appointed on innumerable county committees. As Lancaster’s aunt she was considered the right person, and as Lancaster’s aunt she took it for granted that his fingers Should straighten the tangle Of her ensuing bewilderment, and make her trundling path smooth.
He glanced through the circulars quickly, folding them neatly and adding them to his own collection. He was very business-like in his movements. The sheep and the goats of his correspondence were separ ated right and left; each envelope had its pencilled name and date; while the more important took cover in an elastic band and an inner pocket. His brown hands were methodical and deft; his weighing eyes implied a steady brain; his glance at the clock showed a sense of routine always alert. He was haste without hurry, while she, like the picture-train, rushed wildly and got nowhere.
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