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And the colonel put up his whip, never dreaming of the effect that name had produced on Hugh, whose heart gave one great throb of hope, and then grew heavy and sad as he thought how impossible it was that the Alice Johnson the colonel knew could be the Golden Haired. "There are fifty by that name, no doubt," he said, "and if there were not, she is dead."
I have here the key of my chamber. Has Sir Hugh asked for it?" "Nay, my lady; nor guessed how often we rode hither. We reached the castle scarce two hours ago. The Knight bathed, and changed his dusty garments; then dined alone. After which he went into the armoury." "When did you see him last, Martin?" "Two minutes ago, lady. I come this moment from the hall." "What was he doing, Martin?"
Hugh walked the entire afternoon away and in the evening went back to his shop and worked until midnight. So energetically did he work that several knotty problems in the construction of the hay-loading apparatus were cleared away. On the second evening after the encounter with Clara, Hugh went for a walk in the streets of Bidwell.
I tell him there's an error in his bookkeeping somewhere, but he assures me that his receipts exceeded his expenditures last year which is quite too incredible. You've no idea how high wages are and how little we raise." "Oh yes, I have," laughed Mrs. Redfield, "and my cat had a fit too. Hugh says it's the high altitude. I tell him it's melancholia." Cavanagh showed himself.
"They still keep our name," said Hugh, "although they are in the trust." He pointed out to her, with an air of pride, every landmark by the roadside. In future they were to have a new meaning they were to be shared with her. And he spoke of the times as child and youth, home from the seashore or college, he had driven over the same road.
Hugh Noland, who had always loved the child, was never so glad to see him, and slipped away while he was being soothed and petted out of his tears and discomfort. Both Hugh and Elizabeth knew that but for Jack's timely interruption words would have escaped Hugh that they both preferred should not be uttered.
This Hugh was a religious and free thinking man, who, though he found evil a great metaphysical stumbling block to faith, yet walked painfully by the latter. He died in 1132 or thereabouts, and his life was most probably the occasion of our Hugh's name, and of much else about him.
Besides, I never forget anything. I would have given a great deal to see him if I had it." "I wish the Evelyns had staid longer," said Hugh. "I think you have wanted something to brighten you up. They did you a great deal of good last year. I am afraid all this taking care of Philetus and Earl Douglass is too much for you." Fleda gave him a very bright smile, half affection, half fun.
"You remember the railroad bridge, don't you?" "I guess we'll never forget that, will we, Hugh?" exclaimed Bob. "You don't mean that they tried to blow it up again?" "Well, it looks so," said Mr. Cook. "One of the guards on the bridge this afternoon saw a man coming down the river in a rowboat. He called to him to halt, but the man kept right on.
And now Hugh stopped before a house of good fashion, knocked at the door, which was opened by an old servitor, disappeared for a few moments, and returning, informed Sibyll, in a meaning whisper, that the gentlewoman within was a good Lancastrian, and prayed the donzell to rest in her company till Master Warner's return.
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