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As he drew near to them the curate glanced suddenly round, saw him, and uttered an involuntary exclamation which attracted Mr. Harding's attention. "Telepathy!" said Chichester, shaking Malling by the hand. "I believe I looked round because I knew I should see you. Yet I supposed you to be still in Ceylon."
During the past five years the powers that be had not overlooked Barchester Hospital, and sundry political doctors had taken the matter in hand. Shortly after Mr Harding's resignation, the Jupiter had very clearly shown what ought to be done.
Somehow, an advance notice of the contents of the report found its way, probably directed by Walpole himself, into the pages of a London journal, from whence it was reprinted in Dublin, in Harding's Newspaper on the 1st of August. The notice stated that the Committee had recommended a reduction in the amount of coin Wood was to issue to £40,000.
Landlord Larry hearing the story of Harding's fruitless search for the stranger, at once decided to order the alarm sounded without consulting Doctor Dick, who was not at his cabin. So the bugler was called in, and, mounting a speedy horse, he placed the bugle to his lips and loud, clear, and ringing resounded the "rally."
He gulped down something in his throat and walked over to the water-cooler, "And enough for us," whispered Indiman. "Let us go." "It's the way of the world," I philosophized as we gained the street. "One man up and another down. He is young; he will have his chance again." "It is Harding's day," said Indiman.
The first week of January was devoted to the manufacture of the linen garments required by the colony. The needles found in the box were used by sturdy if not delicate fingers, and we may be sure that what was sewn was sewn firmly. There was no lack of thread, thanks to Cyrus Harding's idea of re-employing that which had been already used in the covering of the balloon.
Gwynne's arrival, or at any rate without that potentate's sanction. It was droll to observe how these men talked of Mr. Harding as though he were a puppet, and planned their intrigues and small ecclesiastical manoeuvres in reference to Mr. Harding's future position without dreaming of taking him into their confidence.
'Siah might have been astonished a little himself had he not had sharper eyes than the Tory. He saw that several articles of apparel lay in the canoe and he recognized Enoch Harding's old otter-skin cap. "Hold on, sir!" he cried. "No matter about calling your hands from the field to git it. I'll have that canoe in a jiffy."
"I tell ye what I'd be afraid of I'd be afraid of not getting nothing from 'em but just what I could take by might and right; that's the most I'd be afraid on of any parson of 'em all." "But," said Skulpit, apologetically, "Mr Harding's not so bad; he did give us twopence a day, didn't he now?" "Twopence a day!" exclaimed Spriggs with scorn, opening awfully the red cavern of his lost eye.
But on the evening of the day in question he found himself continually dwelling, and with a curiously heated mind, upon the encounter of that afternoon. Mr. Harding's manner in the latter part of their walk together had he scarcely knew why profoundly impressed him. He longed to see the clergyman again. He longed, almost more ardently, to pay a visit to Henry Chichester.
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