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If he should be taken! If he should be executed, after all these years that he has kept away and lived in safety! I keep falling asleep and dreaming that he is caught and being tried. 'Oh, mamma, don't be afraid. There will be some risk no doubt; but we will lessen it as much as ever we can. And it is so little! Now, if we were at Helstone, there would be twenty a hundred times as much.

'All the other places in England that I have seen seem so hard and prosaic-looking, after the New Forest. Helstone is like a village in a poem in one of Tennyson's poems. But I won't try and describe it any more. You would only laugh at me if I told you what I think of it what it really is. 'Indeed, I would not. But I see you are going to be very resolved.

She is like, and yet more, he dropped his voice, 'like the Margaret Hale of Helstone. From this time the clever and ambitious man bent all his powers to gaining Margaret. He loved her sweet beauty.

For Caroline Helstone was a fatherless and portionless girl, entirely dependent on her uncle, the vicar of Briarfield. II. The Master of Hollows Mill "Come, child, put away your books. Lock them up! Get your bonnet on; I want you to make a call with me." "With you, uncle?" Thus the Rev.

Would a bottle of that do her good, think you? 'No, mamma! I don't believe they are very poor, at least, they don't speak as if they were; and, at any rate, Bessy's illness is consumption she won't want wine. Perhaps, I might take her a little preserve, made of our dear Helstone fruit.

As long as his time had been solely occupied with his books and his parishioners, as at Helstone, she had appeared to care little whether she saw much of him or not; but now that he looked eagerly forward to each renewal of his intercourse with Mr. Thornton, she seemed hurt and annoyed, as if he were slighting her companionship for the first time. Mr.

I should like to have some idea of the place you will be living in, when ninety-six Harley Street will be looking dingy and dirty, and dull, and shut up. Is Helstone a village, or a town, in the first place? 'Oh, only a hamlet; I don't think I could call it a village at all. There is the church and a few houses near it on the green cottages, rather with roses growing all over them.

But a consciousness that her mother's delicate health, and positive dislike to Helstone, all dated from the time of the mutiny in which Frederick had been engaged, the full account of which Margaret had never heard, and which now seemed doomed to be buried in sad oblivion, made her pause and turn away from the subject each time she approached it.

Hale's bed-room to shake her head, and murmur to herself in a manner which Margaret did not choose to hear. For, the one thing clear and straight before her, was the necessity for leaving Helstone. Mr. Hale's successor in the living was appointed; and, at any rate, after her father's decision; there must be no lingering now, for his sake, as well as from every other consideration.

They passed through the open window. Mrs. Hale spoke said something Margaret could not tell what. Her eye caught on a bee entering a deep-belled flower: when that bee flew forth with his spoil she would begin that should be the sign. Out he came. 'Mamma! Papa is going to leave Helstone! she blurted forth.