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They let lodgings in an obscure street in Clerkenwell; and, as they were quiet inoffensive folk, Cynthia thought that she and her father might be as safe with them as elsewhere. She did not urge her father to leave England at present; for she had a vague feeling that she ought not to cut him off from the chance a feeble chance, but still a chance of being cleared by Hubert Lepel's confession.
After a period which was no briefer than that usually occupied by Bob's letters, Cynthia took the other one from her lap, and stared at it in much perplexity before she tore it open. We have seen its contents over Mr. Worthington's shoulder, and our hearts will not stop beating as Cynthia's did.
"Never in my life," said Cynthia. "We'll all go," said Jethro, and he repeated it once or twice as they came to Main Street, seemingly greatly tickled at the prospect. And there was the Truro Franchise Bill hanging over him, with only a week left of the session, and Lovejoy's and Duncan's men sitting so tight in their seats! William Wetherell could not understand it. Half an hour later, when Mr.
Looking beyond her, he saw that Lila and Tucker were in the room, and from the intense and resolute expression in the younger sister's face he judged that she was the central figure in what appeared to be a disturbing scene. "Christopher, you can't imagine what has happened," Cynthia began in her beautiful, tragic voice. "Lila went to church yesterday with whom, do you suppose?"
By the time Cynthia reached Theodore Starr's church all the heaviness of recent happenings was forgotten; it had no part in her thought. The church was gay in Christmas green and red holly berries. The morning sun, quite high by now, shone in the windows.
Still, it's the place for somebody without much get-up," and he eyed his cousin by marriage. "Better come and try it, William." So much for dreams! Instead of a successor to Irving and Emerson, William Wetherell became a successor to Jonah Winch. That journey to Coniston was full of wonder to Cynthia, and of wonder and sadness to Wetherell, for it was the way his other Cynthia had come to Boston.
I shouldn't give it you, if I didn't know you were to be trusted." "But but" she hesitated a little "ought I to take it?" He raised his shoulders. "I shall give it to the captain for you, if you don't. But I would rather give it to you direct." In face of this, Cynthia yielded, feeling as if he compelled her. "But mayn't I open it?" "No." West's eyes held hers for a second. "Not till to-morrow.
During one of these adagio movements by the engine, Cynthia, who had been consulting a guidebook, leaned forward with a smile on her face. "What is a lamprey?" she asked. "A special variety of eel which has a habit of sticking to stones by its mouth," said Medenham.
There was something very fine, he thought, about her carriage and expression as she stood in front of him. "There is my hand," he said, "will you take it?" "I will take it," Cynthia answered, "because you are Bob's father." And then Mr. Worthington went away.
The pain tightened about Jethro's heart tightened so sharply that he could not speak, and scarcely breathe because of it. Cynthia picked up her novel, and set the bookmark. "Now that Cousin Eph is provided for, let's go back to Coniston, Uncle Jethro."
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