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"Indeed I did not it came to him like a flash." "Mrs. Yocomb, by all that's sacred, Miss Warren is not to blame for anything only myself. Please keep my secret; it shall not trouble any one;" and I turned my face to the wall. "Richard Morton." "Dear Mrs. Yocomb, give me time. I'm too sorely wounded to speak to any one."
"I'm so glad you have come, Richard!" she cried. "We need you sadly." Presently he was seated in the doorway, with little Madge on his knee, and the others gathered around, and there he listened to all they had to tell. The insurance papers had been found, but Mrs. Dare was undecided whether to rebuild or accept the cash.
Full of regret for the suffering he had caused, Richard lifted him in his arms, and seated him on a low wall of earth, which was all that here inclosed lady Vaughan's shrubbery; then, breaking through the hedge on the opposite side of the way, presently returned with the rapier, and handed it to him.
Tom stared, for this was to his way of thinking impossible. "Are you sure you are right, uncle? Because if you are not, it would be so much trouble for nothing." "Let's prove it," said Uncle Richard, smiling. "Go to the kitchen door, and ask the cook for a couple of good-sized pieces of salt and the meat-saw."
Why, you aren't cross with me over anything, are you, dear? Well, good-bye, mother." "Good-bye, Roger. And we'll come to the meeting. I'll let you out myself, my dears." Very pleased that she and Richard were at last alone together, Ellen sat down on one of the armchairs at the hearth and smiled up at him. But he would not come to her.
"It's simply superb, you know, don't you? your sister's acting," said Richard Kendrick's voice in Ruth's ear again at the end of the first act, and she turned her burning cheek his way as she answered happily: "It seems so to me but then I'm prejudiced, you know." "We're all prejudiced, when it comes to that made so by this performance.
He smiled, with his old boyish smile. "You think me changed some since that morning we drove together to Holland House do you remember it after the night at St. Stephen's?" "Remember it!" I repeated, with emphasis, "I'll warrant I can give you every bit of our talk." "I have seen many men since, but never have I met your equal for a most damnable frankness, Richard Carvel.
And my will farther is that, in case my sonn Richard Powell shall not accept the executorshipp, then I doe hereby constitute and appointe, and doe earnestly desire, my dearely beloved wife Ann Powell to be my sole executrix, and to take upon her the mannageing of my estate abovementioned to the uses and purposes herein expressed.
"But this wraith of mine! Where didst see it?" "In this tent. I was lying on the sand, trying if I could make it hold enough to build a castle of it, when the curtain was put back, and there thou stoodest, Richard!" "Well, did I speak or vanish?" "Oh, thou spakest I mean the THING spake, and it said, 'Is this the tent of the young Lord of Montfort? How now what have I said?"
But even to this day, there are some people who doubt whether Edward V. and Richard of York were really murdered, or if Richard were not a person who came back to England and tried to make himself king. Richard III. seems to have wished to be a good and great king; but he had made his way to the throne in too evil a manner to be likely to prosper.
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