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"I never knew; I never knew," protested Miss Saidie, going back to her chair beside the hearth. "Brother Bill and he hate each other worse than death, and it was Will's fancy for Mr. Christopher that brought on this awful trouble. For a time, I declare it looked as if the boy was really bewitched, and they were together morning, noon, and night.
And we are only a small part of the men and women he has run up against during his existence. When I think of that, it turns me pretty sober. The influence each of us exerts reaches a so much wider circle than we realize that it certainly behooves us to make the power we hold as strong for good as we are able, doesn't it?" Christopher nodded gravely.
"But that's so unreasonable," said Anna-Felicitas with gentle deprecation. "You're all she has got, and she'll be under the impression the remarkably vivid impression that she's losing you." "But that's so unreasonable. She isn't losing me. It's sheer gain. Without the least effort or bother on her part she's acquiring a brother-in-law." "Oh, I know what Christopher feels," said Mr.
'If we do come, said Sol, 'we shall not mix up with Mrs. Petherwin at all. 'O indeed! 'O no. 'Not at all, said Christopher, by way of chiming in in the friendliest manner. 'She would be pleased to see any straightforward honest man and brother, I should think, notwithstanding that she has moved in other society for a time. 'Ah, you don't know Berta! said Dan, looking as if he did.
It was a little too much that the first result of his discovery of the mistake should be absolute repulse. She leant against the mantelpiece, when Julian, much bewildered at her superfluity of emotion, assisted her to a seat in sheer humanity. But Christopher was by no means pleased when he again thought round the circle of circumstances.
Over the high wall to the left shone a light or two from Lewes town, and beyond rose up the shadowy masses of the downs over which Christopher had ridden that afternoon. Over those hills, too, he knew, lay his old home.
He was a plain, middle-aged widower with four children; but, as Caroline did not fail to remind her, Eunice herself was not for every market, and the former did her best to make the match. She might have succeeded had it not been for Christopher. When he, in spite of Caroline's skillful management, got an inkling of what was going on, he flew into a true Holland rage.
But Christopher saw nothing else and had thought for nothing but how soonest to quench that fierce pain. The preposterous catastrophe was evidently true, but surely his own will and wishes were of some account. He put his hand on Aymer, searching for words which would not form into sense. "Take your time, take your time, young man," broke in Mr. Saunderson's resonant voice.
Another minute and there arose a great clamour from the marl-pit in front of them a noise of shoutings, of sword-strokes, and then a heavy groan as from the lips of a dying man. "An ambush!" exclaimed Christopher. "Can we get round?" asked Cicely, and there was terror in her voice. "Nay," he answered, "the stream is in flood; we should be bogged. Hark! they charge us.
As Peggy danced along down the hillside, she thought how fortunate Diana was to have a father and an uncle and two brothers. She raced down the hill with Christopher while Tom and his uncle followed at their heels. "There, I have beaten you, Christopher," said Peggy, breathlessly, as she sank down on a rock at the bottom of the hill. "I could have beaten you if I had tried," said Christopher.
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