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It had turned nearly a complete somersault. In obedience to these orders Lyttelton's brigade brought up their left shoulders, deployed into line, and advanced west; Maxwell's Soudanese scrambled up the Surgham rocks, and, in spite of a sharp fire, cleared the peak with the bayonet and pressed on down the further side; Lewis began to come into action on Maxwell's right; MacDonald, against whom the Khalifa's attack was at first entirely directed, remained facing south-west, and was soon shrouded in the smoke of his own musketry and artillery fire.
For a time Mrs. Burke relapsed into silence, while Maxwell smoked his briar pipe as he lay on the grass near by. She realized that the parson had cleverly side-tracked her original subject of conversation, and as she glanced down at him she shook her head with droll deprecation of his guile. When she first accused him of the blues, it was true that Maxwell's look had expressed glum depression.
"The day promises to be extraordinarily hot." Tressady took the seat assigned him. Maxwell's grey eye ran over the young man's figure and bearing. Then he bent forward from a chair on the other side of a small writing-table.
I was the other day reading Maxwell's account of the Irish rebellion of 1798, and I observed that although the Northern rebellion, which was the most dangerous, as being the best organised, was mainly led by Protestants, yet in other parts of Ireland, when a suspected person was captured by the rebels, the first question was, not are you in favour of the Irish Republic, but what is your religion?
Matt went off to his mowing, and Louise heard the cackle of his machine before she reached the camp with Maxwell's letters. "Don't get up!" she called to him, when he lifted himself with one arm at the stir of her gown over the pine-needles. "Merely two letters that I thought perhaps you might want to see at once." He took them, and glancing at one of them threw it out on the ground.
Maxwell wrote to Winifred that he was coming home and bringing guests. "Run down and meet them. Anne's a corking kid." Winifred knew what had happened. Some girl had got hold of Maxwell. It was always the way with men like that big men; they were credulous creatures where women were concerned, and it would make such a difference to Maxwell's future if he married the wrong woman.
Moore that I had heard from one of Maxwell's clerks that Dillon did still want me to go with the sheep, and if he was willing to let me off I would make Dillon a proposition. "All right, Billy, you can make a proposition with Dillon and in case you do not carry it out, you need not quit here," said Mr. Moore.
He galloped himself to the British division conveniently halted by General Gatacre on the northern crest of the ridge and ordered Lyttelton with the 2nd Brigade to form facing west on Maxwell's left south of Surgham, and Wauchope with the 1st Brigade to hurry back to fill the wide gap between Lewis and MacDonald.
On this Friday she buried her face in the blooming geraniums on Miss Maxwell's plant-stand, selected Romola from one of the bookcases, and sank into a seat by the window with a sigh of infinite content, She glanced at the clock now and then, remembering the day on which she had been so immersed in David Copperfield that the Riverboro train had no place in her mind.
Using the slate, Baldwin wrote in large printed letters: "I've got a splendid offer to go out to dive in the China seas. Are you game to go?" Taking the slate and pencil, Maxwell wrote "Game for anything!" "We must finish this job first," wrote Joe, "and I shall send Rooney out before us with some of the gear to be ready." "All right," was Maxwell's laconic answer.
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