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Bayley, after the street fight, had met Mr. Helbeck at a workhouse meeting and had placed his hands behind his back when Mr. Helbeck offered his own, Laura tossed her head. "What a ridiculous man!" she said disdainfully; "what can it matter to Mr. Helbeck whether Mr. Bayley shakes hands with him or not?" Polly looked at her in some astonishment, and dropped the subject.

What's their regimental average?" "It ought to be five eight, height, thirty-eight, chest, and twenty-four years, age. What is it?" Bayley asked of a Private. "Five nine and half, Sir, thirty-nine, twenty-four and a half," was the reply, and he added insolently, "En tat de partir." Evidently that F.S. corps was on its mettle ready for the worst. "What about their musketry average?" I went on.

"You know your ma said I was to smack " "Don't. Please don't," said Bayley, pink with suppressed mirth. "It was all my fault. I must tell old Verschoyle this. I've surprised his plan out of the mouths of babes and sucklings." "What plan?" "Old Vee has taken the battalion up to the top of the common, and he told me he meant to charge down through the kids, but they're on to him already.

Bayley, I am exceedingly sorry, but I have no option but to act as I am doing." "In that case I must wish you a very good-morning," he remarked, and took up his hat and umbrella. I could see, however, that he was still reluctant to go. "Good-morning," I answered. "I hope your affairs in the Argentine may brighten before very long."

"Don't worry; I sha'n't forget myself, nor what is due to a Bayley," with a short laugh. And then she heard him go into the drawing-room and close the door. When he came back, which he did in the space of half an hour, his face was wreathed in smiles, and he chuckled now and then, as he sat down in his big chair and drew out his eyeglasses.

"Do I understand you to say that a gentleman from this office called upon you?" "Yes, a Mr. Bayley, a tall, good-looking man, of between thirty-eight and forty years of age." The old gentleman stared, as well he might. "But there is no Mr. Bayley here," he said. "We have no one of that name in our employ. I fear the man, whoever he was, must have been playing a trick upon you.

Mason and her fanatical friend, Mr. Bayley, were both persuaded so it seemed that Miss Fountain had set her cap at the Squire from the beginning, ready at a moment's notice to swallow the Scarlet Lady when required. And Catholic and Protestant alike were kind enough to say that she had made use of her cousin to draw on Mr. Helbeck.

When we come to consider how many prospectors pass over gold, it is not so wonderful that explorers, whose business is to see as much country as they can, in as short a time as possible, should have failed to drop on the hidden wealth. Bayley and Ford, its first discoverers, were by no means the first prospectors to camp at Coolgardie.

We reached the Park without further adventure, and found the four company- guns with their spike teams and single drivers waiting for us. Many people were gathered here, and we were halted, so far as I could see, that they might talk with the men in the ranks. The officers broke into groups. "Why on earth didn't you come along with me?" said Boy Bayley at my side. "I was expecting you."

"Did you suppose I thought he would?" cried Alexia coolly. "Why, it's Polly Pepper, everybody knows, that brings him here." "What's become of Mr. Bayley?" asked one of the girls suddenly. "Hush sh! you mustn't ask," cried Alexia mysteriously, and turning away from the mirror, with a lingering movement; "there, it looks shockingly, but it is as good as I can fix it."