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The Anglo-Saxon joy of land-owning stirred for the first time within him he would go to his own place. Buoyant with the new thought he sat down and wrote a letter. A cousin of the family, of a younger branch, a certain John Fairfield, lived yet upon the land. Not in the great house, for that had been closed many years, but in a small house almost as old, called Westerly.
He was too honourable to use any forbidden means of discovering Patty's identity, and so would not ask to see any telephone records, and was quite willing to promise not to quiz a messenger boy. And so, he could do nothing but wait impatiently for the promised photograph. Meanwhile Miss Patricia Fairfield was looking over her portrait collection to see what ones to send.
They had not much to eat, but they had a good supply of water, and, as all the boats were well fitted with sails, the Captain hoped to make the Irish coast within a few days, the wind being much more moderate and in their favor. Poor George Fairfield was sick at heart.
"Well, and there is Flop, neighbour Dutton's old sheep-dog. He be very old now." PARSON. "I am not asking Flop's age, but your own." LENNY. "'Deed, sir, I have heard say as how Flop and I were pups together. That is, I I " For the parson is laughing, and so is Mrs. Fairfield; and the haymakers, who have stood still to listen, are laughing too.
"A base renegade to natural affection, a degraded beggar indeed!" cried Leonard, his breast heaving, and his cheeks in a glow. "Mother, Mother, come away. Never fear, I have strength and youth, and we will work together as before." But poor Mrs. Fairfield, overcome by her excitement, had sunk down into Richard's own handsome morocco leather easy-chair, and could neither speak nor stir.
"Your rent will not be increased." "But how do you know this! Has Mr. Fairfield told you so?" "No," answered Frank. "I have a question to ask. Would you be willing to take Mr. Fairfield's place at a hundred dollars a month?" "Willing? I should be delighted to do so. But why do you say this?" "Because," answered Frank, quietly, "I am authorized to offer it to you at that salary."
Red-tailed Hawk, 2; Northern Flicker, 3; Blue Jay, 3; American Crow, 80; Starling, 6; Meadowlark, 2; Goldfinch, 7; Junco, 5; Song Sparrow, 42; Swamp Sparrow, 2; Myrtle Warbler, 50; Brown Creeper, 2; Chickadee, 50; Golden-crowned Kinglet, 3. Total, 14 species, 256 individuals. Fairfield, Conn.
In two or three months more perhaps, if all went well, she might return to her family and her friends, as sane a woman as ever. Calling at Fairfield Gardens for any letters that might be waiting there, Mr. Gallilee received a circular in lithographed writing; accompanied by a roll of thick white paper. The signature revealed the familiar name of Mr. Le Frank.
Indeed, it was the realisation that she must leave that behind that made her so opposed to a trip to the mountains. Mr. Fairfield and Nan had both dilated on the charms and beauties of mountain scenery, on the joys and delights of the gay mountain hotels, but though Patty listened amiably, she failed to look upon the matter as they did.
He is to be here at twelve. With your permission, I will dine with you tomorrow, and you will invite him to meet me." "Certainly. And who is your friend? I guess the young author?" "Leonard Fairfield," cried Violante, who had conquered, or felt ashamed, of her short-lived anger. "Fairfield!" repeated Lady Lansmere. "I thought, Harley, you said the name was Oran." "He has assumed the latter name.
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