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Seth was sitting alone, propped against the charred gate-post of the stockade. He was smoking and resting, and incidentally thinking deeply after a long day's work. There was much to think about. Rube was slowly recovering under the careful hands of his devoted wife. Mrs.
In the light of a street lamp we read "Laburnum Villa" upon the gate-post of one of them. The occupants had evidently retired to rest, for all was dark save for a fanlight over the hall door, which shed a single blurred circle on to the garden path. The wooden fence which separated the grounds from the road threw a dense black shadow upon the inner side, and here it was that we crouched.
"They'd look stunning on our gate-posts." "I don't think I shall have them there," said Thaddeus. "Jiggers has the right idea, seems to me he's put 'em on the newel-posts of his front porch steps." "I don't suppose they'd give us the money and let us buy one handsome cloisonné lamp from Tiffany's, would they?" Mrs. Perkins asked. "A cloisonné lamp on a gate-post?" laughed Perkins.
No need to cower behind a gate-post, indeed! to peep up at chamber lattices, fearing life was astir behind them! No need to listen for doors opening to fancy steps on the pavement or the gravel-walk! The lawn, the grounds were trodden and waste: the portal yawned void.
You wouldn't rob her of her mails; just so long as she was carrying government mails she couldn't stop." The Captain clapped his palm down upon the gate-post. "Strike me straight! I never thought of that."
The riding mules of those times were swift and much surer of foot than horses, and it was not long before the two men reached the rickety wooden gate of the old Jewish cemetery. Here Tommaso dismounted, and whispering to Don Alberto to do the same, he tied the mules' bridles to the gate-post, which was still sound.
He made no further enquiry, and they walked on in dead silence through exquisite scenery. They reached the wishing-gate, and the girl stopped almost involuntarily. "Is this the fateful spot?" said Wingarde, coming suddenly out of his reverie. "What is the usual thing to do? Cut our names on the gate-post? Rather a low-down game, I always think." She uttered a sudden, breathless laugh.
Dorothy's uncle and Dorothy's father should know; but not then. She had hoped that with reason she might rescue her daughter from a step so fatal as marriage with a hopeless beggar who could not live without the charity of his patron. These things and much more spake Mrs. Hanway-Harley; but she might as well have remonstrated with a storm. The gate-post grandsire had charge of Dorothy.
He leaped up on the box, pulling out the whip as he did so, and with a quick sweep lashed the horse across the head and back. The animal sprang forward with a snort, narrowly clearing the gate-post, and plunged off into the darkness. "Stop!" cried the officer.
"Baggered if it bau't that damned Grimbal come arter my gate-post," he gasped, launched instantly to high wakefulness by the suspicion. Then, dragging on his trousers, and thrusting the tail of his nightshirt inside them, he tumbled down-stairs, with passion truly formidable, and hastened naked footed through the farmyard. Four men blankly awaited him.
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