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And the gallant gentleman bowed to Chad. "Will you pardon me, Miss Margaret? My mother is calling me." "You must have keen ears," said Margaret; "your mother is upstairs." "Yes; but she wants me. Everybody wants me, but " he bowed again with an imperturbable smile and went his way. Margaret looked demurely into Chad's eager eyes. "And how is the spirit of '76?" "The spirit of '76 is unchanged."
The flash of that name across his brain cleared the mystery for Chad like magic. Nobody but Morgan and his daredevils could rise out of the ground like that in the very midst of enemies when they were supposed to be hundreds of mlles away in Tennessee. Morgan had cut those wires.
It would have been odious and unmannerly as well as quite perverse if I hadn't. What interest have you in deceiving me?" The young man cast about. "What interest have I?" "Yes. Chad MIGHT have. But you?" "Ah, ah, ah!" little Bilham exclaimed.
There was something in it that touched him to a point not to have been reckoned beforehand, something that softly but quite pressingly spoke to him, and that spoke the more each time he paused again at the edge of the balcony and saw her still unaware. Her companions were plainly scattered; Sarah would be off somewhere with Waymarsh and Chad off somewhere with Jim.
But she further knew, or would know very soon, that, again conscientiously, he hadn't repeated his visit; and that when Chad had asked him on the Countess's behalf Strether made her out vividly, with a thought at the back of his head, a Countess if he wouldn't name a day for dining with her, he had replied lucidly: "Thank you very much impossible."
That there was conspiracy afoot against Chad and its master Edred did not for a moment doubt; but the first consideration must now be the safe hiding of Brother Emmanuel, and the boys dashed eagerly through the empty house, to find him in the little chantry, where so many of his hours were spent. He was reading the office of vespers without any congregation to assist.
As they rounded the next curve, some monster swept out of the low hills on the right, with a shriek that startled the boy almost into terror and, with a mighty puffing and rumbling, shot out of sight again. The school-master shouted to Chad, and the Turner brothers grinned at him delightedly: "Steam-cars!" they cried, and Chad nodded back gravely, trying to hold in his wonder.
In the rear rode those two unarmed prisoners. She could see now that their uniforms were gray and she knew that they were prisoners, but she little dreamed that they were her brother Dan and Rebel Jerry Dillon, nor did Chad Buford or Harry Dean dream of the purpose for which, just at that time, they were being brought back to Lexington.
"Sometimes hit skeers 'em." "Hit don't skeer me," said Chad. At the gate of the barn-yard, in which was a long stable with a deeply sloping roof, stood the old brindle cow, who turned to look at Jack, and, as Chad followed the three brothers through the yard gate, he saw a slim scarlet figure vanish swiftly from the porch into the house.
"No, sir, I reckon not," said Chad for the man at the station had told him that the men who had asked about him were gone. "All of them?" asked the Major. Of course, the man at the station could not tell whether all of them had gone, and perhaps the school-master had stayed behind it was Caleb Hazel if anybody. "Well, now, I wonder," said Chad "the school-teacher might'a' stayed."
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