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Donald had come to him the week before, and with his usual frankness made known the fact that he could never entertain any further thought of entering the ministry, and had therefore abandoned all idea of returning to college. The sacrifice of his education was a great trial to Donald, but he could not return under a false pretence. Duncan Polite made no appeal, uttered no reproof.
Their anxious and eager looks were baffled by the deceptive light, or rested only on naked rocks, and straight and immovable trees. "There is nothing to be seen but the gloom and quiet of a lovely evening," whispered Duncan: "how much should we prize such a scene, and all this breathing solitude, at any other moment, Cora!
Duncan was intensely interested. Very eagerly he bent forward as he asked: "You are confident of success in this?" "More than confident. I'm sure." "Quite sure?" "More than quite sure; I'm absolutely certain. I've tried it." "Tried it? How?" "I've reconstructed the mine in miniature.
"I was about to do so," answered Mr. Duncan, in some embarrassment, "when I heard that you were coming home, and I thought I would defer that matter for your consideration." "Giving time in the meanwhile for the thief or thieves to dispose of their booty? This is very strange conduct, Mr. Duncan." "I acted for the best," said Prince Duncan.
How he came to agree to be present at the Maplehill picnic "Black Duncan" could not quite understand, but had he compared notes with McGee, the champion of the London police force and of various towns and cities of the western peninsula, he would doubtless have received some enlightenment.
If we see him in time, we can go down a side street." "I think it would be hard to get away from Mr. Duncan if we met him even if we wanted to," she said, laughing outright. "You don't know how true that is," he replied, with feeling. "That sounds as though you'd tried it before." He paid no attention to this thrust.
There were hymns and prayers in Tsimshean. They repeated the answers to a catechism in Tsimshean. I addressed them, and offered prayers in English, which were interpreted by Mr. Duncan. There was much earnest response. The service lasted one hour and three quarters. There was an evidence of devotion. Mr. Duncan plays the accordion. "Monday, April 20th.
There was always a litter of new magazines, weekly periodicals, and the like on the big table in the centre of the room, and there were always piles of older ones in the big closet. Still further there was a stand of bookshelves which was beginning to be crowded with books bought one by one as they came out, or as Duncan felt the need of them.
Perhaps there might have been some slight delay, and after all they might get there before the arrival of the DUNCAN. In twenty-four hours they would reach the bay. At noon, after a comfortable meal, all the travelers installed in a mail-coach, drawn by five strong horses, left Delegete at a gallop.
"Every word of it. Well?" For a moment longer Duncan hesitated; then the vision of what he must return to, otherwise, decided him. In desperation he accepted. "It's a drowning man's straw," he said, a little breathlessly. "I'm sure I shouldn't. But I will." Kellogg flung a hand across the table, palm uppermost. "Word of honour, Nat?" Duncan let his hand fall into it. "Word of honour!
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