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"It ain't just my life I'm thinkin' about " broke in Ham's voice, but his father stopped him with an uplifted hand. "You've had your say, son, for the present," he reminded; and the boy fell silent. Tom Burton turned to the maiden aunt who sat under the lamplight with her sewing on her lap.
With a sudden wrench Bridge tore himself loose from his captors and leaped toward the farmer, his right flew straight out from the shoulder and Jeb Case went down with a broken jaw. Almost simultaneously a car sped around a curve from the north and stopped suddenly in rear of the mob. Two men leaped out and shouldered their way through. One was the detective, Burton; the other was Jonas Prim.
In these circumstances prudence would have suggested leaving such a cipher as Khamoor in Syria, but that seems not to have occurred to her. It is probable, however, that the spendthrift was not she but her husband, for when she came to be a widow she not only proved herself an astute business woman, but accumulated wealth. On reaching London she found Burton "in one room in a very small hotel."
Thus all my plans and schemings have come to an end, and such fruits as they have produced have been bitter indeed; I cannot talk more, Burton. Promise me that you will try to find out my daughter and her husband. Bramston, remember, Charles Bramston of the Civil Service the Bengal Presidency, and his wife bore the name of Emily Herbert. Herbert was the name I then assumed.
The Kama Shastra Society also issued a translation of the first twenty chapters of The Scented Garden. In reality it was a translation of the French version of Liseux, but it was imperfect and had only a few notes. It has been repeatedly denied that Burton had anything to do with it. All we can say is that in a letter to Mr.
"Yes," he replied, in the same quiet, undemonstrative manner that he had maintained towards her for some weeks past; "this journey is for your sake, and for your sake I shall take a very different journey through life from the one I had marked out for myself. I know your sad story, Miss Burton.
Unfortunately, the Government drew off the gunboat, and this had scarcely been done before Burton and his party were attacked by 300 natives, who swarmed round them during the night, and tried to entrap and entangle them by throwing down the tents. A desperate hand-to-hand fight then ensued. Javelins hissed, war-clubs crashed.
When, after several hours' riding, she approached a station at which she must change cars and recheck her trunks, a friendly voice said to her: "Miss Burton, if you will give me your checks I will attend to this little matter for you." "Mr. Stanton!" she exclaimed. "What does this mean?" "It means that since I am on the same train with you, I can do no less than offer so slight a service."
"It's to sell to get some money, you know, for the operator on the poor lamb's eyes. I I wanted to help, some way. An' this is REAL poetry truly it is! not the immaculate kind that I jest dash off! I've worked an' worked over this, an' I'm jest sure it'll sell, It's GOT to sell, Mr. Burton. We've jest got to have that money. An' now, I I want to read 'em to you. Can't I, please?"
"And so, Hollings," the great Mr. Burton began, "while your back was turned, you have lost some of our valuable diamonds." "My back was not turned, sir," objected Hollings. "I merely looked away a minute." "Long enough to give a pair of thieves the opportunity to work." "It hardly seemed so." "But it was." "I'm afraid so, Mr. Burton.
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