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To the last, as the least desperate, his mind inclined; but he must first insure himself that he was unobserved. He peered out, and down the long road: it lay dead empty. He went to the corner of the by-road that comes by way of Dean; there also not a passenger was stirring.
Russell is Judge Willis's joke, it will convert no Baconians any more than Dean Sherlock's once celebrated Trial of the Witnesses compels belief in the Resurrection. The question in reality is a compound one. Did Shakespeare write the plays? If yes, the matter is at rest. If no who did? If an author can be found Bacon or anyone else well and good.
Lifting his battered hat courteously to the company, he said to the Dean, "I have returned your horse, sir. I'm very much obliged to you. I think you will find him in fairly good condition." Jim Reid repeated whatever it was that he had muttered to himself. The Dean chuckled. "Jim," he said to the big cattleman, "I want to introduce my friend, Mr. Lawrence Knight, one of Sheriff Gordon's deputies.
Maybe she will change her mind for you." Robin looked concernedly to where her cousin sat talking animatedly to Muriel and Miss Towne. The latter, however, had already broached the subject of the picnic to Phyllis. "I am so glad to meet all you girls. Miss Dean suggested coming over on account of that picnic for the freshmen," Miss Towne had remarked innocently.
Dan came in with head high in air, and talked as if he had never seen Job; he demanded justice for such hard-worked fellows as himself and his father, and gave a long harangue about the oppressed classes, till the superintendent interposed and said: "Mr. Dean, if you have any personal grievance, come to me individually. Do not blockade that window; take your money and go."
Why could she not fall in love with some decent, clean, patriotic young American, with some man like Thomas Dean? Chauffeur though he was now pretending to be, she knew that he was a college man, well-bred, and traveled. She knew, too, that Dean was in love with her.
And therefore it was that I submitted blindly, when the dean, who looked as kind, and was really, I believe, as kind as ever was human being, turned to me with a solemn authoritative voice "Well, my young friend, I must say that I am, on the whole, very much pleased with your performance.
At the great Leadenhall Street office of the shipowner, an office which bore outside the simple sign ostentatious in its simplicity of "Lars Larssen Shipping," Arthur Dean had looked upon his employer from afar as some demi-god raised above other business men by mysterious gifts from heaven. A modern Midas with the power of turning what he touched to gold.
Spoke with a great many persons I knew, Mr Spring-Rice, the Dean of Chester, and others." February 22nd. On the occasion of the funeral of a friend which he attended, Sir Moses observes: "It was a funeral such as I much approve.
Selina and Laura both looked amazement at this statement. It was certainly not what they had expected. Dorothy too showed marked surprise. An amused little smile hovered about her lips. "It is nice in them to want me," she said gravely. "I appreciate their loyalty. That is all I can say." "That is hardly enough to satisfy them or me," replied the dean.
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