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Relying on their patriotism and on his own influence, he immediately wrote a letter to General Maxwell, to be laid before them, in which, mingling the sensibility of a friend with the authority of a general, he addressed to their understanding and to their love of country, observations calculated to invite their whole attention to the consequences which must result from the step they were about to take.
"Is what?" said Leven, lost in admiration all the time, as Lady Maxwell saw, of his wife's dainty grace and rose-leaf colour. "Well a minx!" said Betty, with innocent slowness, opening her blue eyes very wide; "a mischievous rather pretty hard-hearted flirting little minx!" "Really, Betty!" cried Lady Maxwell. "Where have you seen her?"
The couple concluded to make their way home by the southern route, passing in the neighborhood of the Gila; but the distance could be shortened so much by taking the steamer to Los Angeles that Maxwell decided to adopt that course. When he asked Carson to join him the mountaineer shook his head.
"I am afraid I can't tell you any secrets," said George, smiling, "for I don't know any. But it looks as though Mrs. Allison and Maxwell between them had somehow found a way out." "How's the mother?" "You see, she has gone abroad, too to Bad Wildheim. In fact, Lord Ancoats has taken her." "That's the place for heart, isn't it?" said his mother, abruptly. "There's a man there that cures everybody."
If she had been visiting her Aunt Maltha, he would have gone there to see her, he said, as though it were quite his right to do so, and a matter of course. Elizabeth listened to all this with much discomfort, and glanced at Mr Maxwell now and then to see how it was taken.
A sharp fight followed on the other side with Early's infantry in which a portion of the First Michigan led by the gallant Captain Maxwell made a most intrepid charge on infantry posted in the woods behind a rail fence.
It was not until the party was riding home the next day that Sir Nicholas Maxwell and his wife were informed of Chris' decision. They had had a fair day's sport in the two estates that marched with one another between Overfield and Great Keynes, and about fifteen stags had been killed as well as a quantity of smaller game.
"Well?" said Maxwell. "I want to offer my services in the trial. I've got an idea. Why couldn't I go on the stand and swear I was there, and she pulled the gun first and he wrestled with her and the gun went off accidentally?" "And perjure yourself?" "Huh? Yes, I suppose it would be perjury. Oh Would it help?" "But, my dear fellow! Perjury!" "Oh, don't be a fool!
Sergeant Maxwell has proved himself too many times to be as straight as a die, to go wrong now. I don't really believe he went away purposely with my money. He may be wounded, and have wandered into the German lines. If he did, with that cash on him good-night little old five thousand francs!" and Jimmy pretended to kiss them adieu.
The after-meeting at the First Church was now eagerly established. Henry Maxwell went into the lecture-room on the Sunday succeeding the week of the primary, and was greeted with an enthusiasm that made him tremble at first for its reality.
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