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Arnold writes: "Two desires toss about The poet's feverish blood, One drives him to the world without, And one to solitude." The young Stoddart's two desires were poetry and fishing. He began with poetry. "At the age of ten his whole desire was to produce an immortal tragedy . . . Blood and battle were the powers with which he worked, and with no meaner tool.
"I have a right to do as I please." "And so have!" "You have no right to follow me." "That remains to be seen, Arnold Baxter. I would like to ask you a few questions." "Would you, indeed?" sneered the tall man. "Yes. I won't waste words. Were you and my father enemies years ago?" At this direct question Arnold Baxter scowled darkly. "Yes, if you are anxious to know," he muttered.
In the same year, on the Feast of the Annunciation of the Blessed Mary ever Virgin, six Clerks were invested, namely, Brother Henry Becker of Zwolle, Brother John Zandwijc of Rhenen, Brother Ewic, also of Rhenen, Brother Telmann Gravensande of Holland, Brother George of Antwerp, and Brother Arnold, son of Conrad, of Nussia.
So, with all the swagger he could put on, this young Benedict Arnold of the school stepped into the Board room. As he entered, the clerk of the Board hastened toward him. "Step into this anteroom at the side, Mr. Drayne, until you're called," the clerk directed. "There will be some routine business to be transacted first. Then, I believe, the Board has a few questions it desires to ask you."
She, too, was sitting up, and they looked out of the window together. Five o'clock was striking now. "I've been asleep!" Arnold exclaimed. "Something woke me up." She nodded. "There is some one knocking at the door outside," she whispered. "That is what woke you. I heard it several minutes ago." He jumped up at once. "I will go and see what it is," he declared.
Falconbridge to mention the names of those, also, to whom he alluded, they turned out to be the same. The mystery, however, was soon cleared up, when I told him from whom I had received my intelligence: for Mr. Arnold, the last-mentioned person in the last chapter, had been surgeon's mate under Mr. Falconbridge in the same vessel.
There was a horrible dry feeling in his throat. "It is the man who looked in at the window that night," he whispered. "I saw him only a few hours ago. It is the same man." Fenella came slowly to his side. She leaned over his shoulder. "Is he dead?" she asked. Her tone was cold and unnatural. Her paroxysm of fear seemed to have passed. "I don't know," Arnold answered.
She set her teeth and drove her tough little body with a fierce concentration of all her forces, but Arnold was sitting on the springboard, dangling his red and swollen feet when she arrived. She clambered out and sat down beside him, silent for an instant. Then she said with a detached air, "You can swim better than any boy I ever saw."
Well, Lettice has met with an adventure, and has stumbled upon an old acquaintance of yours reading the Bible to an old woman he was at school with you. "Well, as there were about five hundred people, more or less, who had that honor if you mean to know any thing about him, Miss Arnold, you must go a little more into detail; and, first and foremost, what is the young gentleman's name?" "James St.
"If so, why must she put a title in front of my name, before I am worthy of her?" asked Arnold. "She offers me some square miles of uninhabitable forest, because, as owner of them, I can wear a Von before my name. I can put it on as an actor on the stage wears a chapeau of the Quatorze time. It is one of the properties of the establishment. You may call it a livery of the palace, if you please.
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