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"Evelyn, dearest, if Paris had now to decide between the goddesses, he certainly would have awarded you the golden apple," exclaimed the first muse, who never let an opportunity slip to display her knowledge of mythology. "What nonsense you talk, Clio!" returned Evelyn, whose heightened color betrayed the insincerity of her speech. Urania Lister, "the Fifth Muse," as Fred.
In vain: all was smooth and fair to the eye, not a vestige of possible erasure or alteration was visible. "The date," said I, "is, I perceive, of very recent period; the will is signed by two witnesses besides yourself. Who and where are they?" "Robert Lister, the first signature, my clerk; he is since dead, Sir." "Dead!" said I; "and the other witness, George Davis?"
You know how it was wi' us, George; at the very time you asked me to be your wife you were only making thirty-three shillings a week, and William Pott was making hundreds a year. He was a far better chance nor you, George, and people said I was a fool for not taking him; but I couldn't." "That was a different thing," said George Lister hastily, "that Pollard boy went wrong.
The skipper, no doubt, expects Montgomery's got a few hogsheads of oil, and it's possible he'll sell us some coal. The parcels-vanners are pretty keen to trade." "We want coal," said Lister and turned abruptly. The pump jarred and stopped, the swollen suction pipe shrank, and the splash of the discharge died away.
"For giving me p'ison," said Mr. Lister, frantically. "Do you think you can deceive me by your roundabouts? Do you think I can't see through you?" The other with a sphinx-like smile sat unmoved. "Prove it," he said, darkly. "But supposin' if anybody 'ad been givin' you p'ison, would you like to take something to prevent its acting?" "I'd take gallons of it," said Mr. Lister, feverishly.
She had not slept much since they carried Lister up the steps. When all was quiet and the guests had gone to bed she went to the veranda and leaned against the rails. She was highly strung and rebellious. Lister had sent her a message, but she was not allowed to see him yet. She wanted to see him and was persuaded that for him to see her would not hurt. She knew he wanted her.
That the eye of the physician or surgeon, long baffled by the skin, and vainly seeking to penetrate the unfortunate darkness of the human body, is now to be supplemented by a camera, making all the parts of the human body as visible, in a way, as the exterior, appears certainly to be a greater blessing to humanity than even the Listerian antiseptic system of surgery; and its benefits must inevitably be greater than those conferred by Lister, great as the latter have been.
At that moment he saw what Polly Powell meant to his life, saw, too, that if he followed the road in which he had been walking during the last few months he would have to give up Alice Lister. He saw more than this, for at that moment Polly Powell's blandishments had no effect on him. She appeared to him in her true light a coarse, vulgar girl.
Lister, very much to Gilbert Fenton's satisfaction. They walked along the churchyard-path together, and Gilbert gave his sister's arm a little tug, which meant, "Introduce me." "My brother Mr. Fenton, Captain Sedgewick, Miss Nowell." The Captain shook hands with Gilbert. "Delighted to know you, Mr. Fenton; delighted to know any one belonging to Mrs. Lister.
I think I was desperate; I meant to jump off the train, only it was going fast and water shone under the bridge. Then you pushed me from the step and I felt I must make another plunge and try to get your help. Now I'm glad I did so. But that's all." Lister understood that the thing was done with. She would tell him nothing more, and he was sorry he had indulged his curiosity.
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