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"In the kitchen, Mr. Endymion said. I am coming at once; take the chest, run, and have as many candles lit as possible." Mudge ran; Dorothea followed with Polly behind her, trembling like a leaf. The two women reached the kitchen as the party entered with Raoul, and supported him to a chair beside the dying fire.

Now it so happened that Squire Newcome was Chairman of the Overseers of the Poor, and in that capacity might remove Mr. Mudge from office if he pleased. Accordingly Mrs. Mudge softened down at once, on learning that Ben was his son. "Oh," said she, "I didn't know who it was.

Mudge, leaped upon a bowlder and began to signal, semaphore fashion. The signals were returned and the cutter swung in shoreward and soon dropped a boat for the castaways. The shipwrecked seamen from the Kennebunk swarmed down to the strand. Mr. MacMasters whispered to Whistler that they would have their breakfast aboard the Coast Guard boat.

Mudge, who, as soon as he could communicate with England, made arrangements for quitting the service, got a grant of land, and settled near us. Being only a midshipman, I had simply to discharge myself, without any other formality; as did Tommy Peck.

We guessed, therefore, that she was also bound to the northward, and wished to avoid being driven back. Mudge expressed his satisfaction that we had not stood away on the other tack. "If we had, we should have run a chance of being blown back again round the Cape into the Atlantic," he observed.

They have no basis. 'I understand, said Mrs. Poulter, 'that Helen is a Dissenter. Miss Taggart, as the reader has been told, was not particularly fond of Mrs. Poulter and Mr. Goacher, but to stay with Mrs. Mudge and Miss Everard was impossible.

I was struck by the way in which my mother presided at the table, Edith helping her as if nothing unusual had occurred. Harry and I soon followed Mudge, whom we found engaged in stowing the boat.

This reminds me of beef, and beef reminds me of Christmas. It is now the second Sunday in Advent, and there is a subject which you will remember we had agreed to discuss this week. This important subject was a proposal by Mrs. Mudge that Miss Toller should dine with them on Christmas Day. 'You, Mrs. Poulter, said Mr. Goacher, 'are of opinion that we should not invite her? 'Certainly.

My father, I found, after consulting with Mudge, determined to remain where we were for the day, as our camp was well situated near water, and there was evidently an abundance of game to be obtained in the neighbourhood. Pullingo, who had over-eaten himself during the night with the gogobera, on hearing this showed no inclination to get up, but rolled himself over and went to sleep again.

But Mudge was too busy getting his Homeseekers in line to attempt the solution of any mysteries on the side. In Crowheart the coming excursion of Homeseekers was the chief theme.