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`` Oh , if that goes for anything . I can put up a hundred-pound bar till further orders ; but what sort of a calling is that ? '' Some little joke about being called to the bar flickered up in Miss Walker 's mind , but her companion was in such obvious earnest that she stifled down her inclination to laugh . `` I can do a mile on the cinder-track in 4:50 and across-country in 5:20 , but how is that to help me ? I might be a cricket professional , but it is not a very dignified position . Not that I care a straw about dignity , you know , but I should not like to hurt the old lady 's feelings . '' `` Your aunt 's ? ''