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And then there came into his mind the promise he had made to her at Easter, to take her to the play, the promise broken without apology or explanation. So she still resented it, did she? Poor little Flossie, she was so plump and pretty, and she had been so dependent on him for the small pleasures of her life. "You're always thinking," said Flossie, and laughed.
Walter sat down hastily: a fine plate of Easter eggs and nuts was before him. He helped himself plentifully, and even filled his pockets, which was not quite good manners you know, but seemed to excite no notice. A venerable water-sprite rose presently and proposed the health of the Old King.
"They are for God's altar. All I have is His. Take what vases thou wants, but Helga must carry them for thee." "And, Mother, can I have the beautiful white Wedgewood basket for the altar? It looked so exquisite last Easter." "It now belongs to the altar. I gave it freely last Easter. I promised then that it should never hold flowers again for any meaner festival.
The sacrament of baptism was regularly administered by the bishop himself, with his assistant clergy, in the cathedral church of the diocese, during the fifty days between the solemn festivals of Easter and Pentecost; and this holy term admitted a numerous band of infants and adult persons into the bosom of the church.
Then he burst out: "I believe every word Halson said! If there's any fake in the thing, it's the fake that Minver owned to." The old fellow who told that story of dream-transference on a sleeping-car at Christmas-time was again at the club on Easter Eve.
But the fibre of him of which she had just felt the toughness was delicate and sensitive as her own, and after a very short recoil he met her with great chivalry and sweetness, agreeing that everything should be put off for six weeks, till Easter in fact. She would have been very grateful to him but that something some secret thought checked the words she tried to say.
"I don't believe you hate him at all." "Well, the first chance you get, ask him how much I hate him. He will tell you. Now let's talk about Easter Sunday. I don't in the least see why I should go down on my knees to Mr. Percival in order to " "Manuel Crust went down on his knees, didn't he?" "Don't be silly! Manuel Crust was leading a strike. I am arranging a sacred entertainment."
B. examined me, and he said oh, he said a good deal about my Latin verses, and the books I'm in, but I can't tell you it, because it seems so muffish. And, papa, I wish I might bring Crayshaw home for the Easter holidays; you very nearly promised I should; but I wanted to tell you what fun I and the other fellows had at the boat-race. You can hardly think how jolly it was.
Next morning the North R Club was placarded with announcements that on Easter Eve next Robert Elsmere, Esq., would deliver a lecture in the Debating Hall on 'The Claim of Jesus upon Modern Life; to be followed, as usual, by general discussion. It was the afternoon of Good Friday. Catherine had been to church at St. Paul's, and Robert, though not without some inward struggle, had accompanied her.
On the other hand, the bribe was large; the red gabled house, set in its little park, and as good as a squire's, the hundred-acre glebe, the fat tithes and Easter dues to say nothing of the promised pupil and freedom from his money troubles tempted him sorely. He paused; and while he hesitated he was lost. For Mr.
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