E. F. Benson

E. F. Benson

Summary

Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson Dicky's Pain (1927)

His substantial inheritance had put him out of reach of the Bankruptcy Court, his prudence and innate respectability were shining lights to a naughty world, his teeth rendered him absolutely uninteresting to any dentist, and all the ostriches in Africa might have envied him his superb digestion. He had thwarted all the designs of impecunious Countesses, who longed to saddle him with their daughters; he never provoked the retribution that falls on those who have strained their hearts by excessive athleticism, or on those who by their sedentary habits make an enemy of their livers.
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson Dicky's Pain (1927)

Janitor made some more percussions in the region of the solar plexus.
"You should be careful about your diet," he said. "You oughtn't to touch fruit for the present; be very sparing in the use of tea and coffee, and cut off tobacco altogether. There is nothing that makes such a drain on the nervous system."
This was an unpleasant hearing, for Dicky liked his cigar even more than he liked his potatoes.
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Portrait of E. F. Benson E. F. Benson Dicky's Pain (1927)

Rather to his vexation, Claude pointed to the precise spot where he had experienced that little pain this afternoon.
"Indigestion of a sort," he said. "I have to be careful of it."
Dicky got up.
"Come, this will never do," he said. "We shall all get pains if we think about them. Let's play Animal Grab. I shall be a nightingale. Jug, jug."
Animal Grab produced a healthier outlook, and after an excellent night Dicky trotted off across the garden in his pretty dressing-gown with his bathing costume below it for his morning dip.
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