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The archway is divided by a slender pillar into two smaller openings. The once elegant chapter-room to which this doorway communicated, whether or not they fell, as Britton asserts, "beneath the fanatic frenzy of the Cromwellian soldiers," was certainly neglected; and then, as long as any material could be got from it, treated as a stone quarry by Bishop Bisse and his successors.
Thus John Britton bade the East farewell and turned his face towards the great West, mindful only of the grave under the elms, to which the river murmured night and day, and with no thought of return until he, too, should come to share that peaceful resting place. Spring had come again and Walcott's probationary year with Mr. Underwood had nearly expired.
Britton was the nuss as lived there now. It upset those rascals to come so near the truth, and they ran away because they couldn't keep sober." The members of the club indulged in a general smile as they recalled the immortal Sairey with "the bottle on the mankle-shelf," the "cowcuber," and the wooden pippins.
Think of the lives one comes in contact with almost daily stranger than fiction, every one!" "Your own, for instance," Mr. Britton suggested. "Yours also," Darrell replied, in low tones; "the story of your life, if rightly told, would do more to uplift men's souls than nine-tenths of the sermons."
"I once thought as you do," he said, gently, "but after years of wandering, I find that the place most sacred to me now is that hallowed by the bitterest agony of my life." Without replying Darrell unconsciously drew nearer to his friend, and a brief silence followed, broken by Mr. Britton, who inquired, in a lighter tone, "What is the other reason for your constant application to your work?
Herrick herself looked anxious and weary. "I've come to tell you that Mrs. Britton is here. She came an hour ago." "Where is she?" "In the breakfast-room with Mr. Cressy." "Oh," Flora cried, "you know I didn't expect them. I didn't want them. It wasn't for them I asked you to come." "But can't you tell me what it is you're afraid of?" the other urged. "Between us can't we prevent it?
"'Creation! sais I, 'if this don't beat gineral trainin'. I have heerd in my time, broken French, broken Scotch, broken Irish, broken Yankee, broken Nigger, and broken Indgin; but I have hearn two pure genewine languages to-day, and no mistake, rael rook, and rael Britton, and I don't exactly know which I like wus. It's no use to stand talkin' to this critter. Good-bye, sais I.
His physician became insistent in his demands that he not only retire from business, but have an entire change of scene, to insure absolute relaxation and rest. This advice was earnestly seconded by Mr. Britton, not alone for the sake of his friend's health, but more especially because he believed it unsafe for Mr.
Underwood," he responded, pleasantly, but with a shade of reserve in his manner; "I remember you very well, indeed, and probably yours is about the only face I will be able to recall." For a moment Mr. Underwood seemed staggered, unable to comprehend the meaning of the other's words. The young man continued: "I understand Mr. Britton is stopping with you; is he still here, or has he left?"
In this little proceeding Mr. Britton purposely took no part, standing before the grate, his back towards the others, gazing into the fire as though absorbed in his own thoughts. When all was over, however, he congratulated Darrell with a warmth and tenderness which filled both the heart and the eyes of the latter to overflowing. That night, after their arrival at The Pines, as Mr.
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