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Rollo hung his head, and looked a little ashamed. “What was it about the wood-pile?” said James. “Why, I told Rollo,” said Jonas, “that he ought to pile wood with the big ends in front, but he did not mind it; he thought it was better to have the big ends back, out of sight; and that made the pile lean forward; and presently it all fell over upon him.”
'Well, sir I, at least, will have no part in making any man unfit to speak to a woman. Mr. Falkirk ruminated again, and then broke out: 'Why did not Rollo come with Miss Maryland yesterday? 'I presume, because he did not want to come, but perhaps you had better ask him, said Miss Hazel. 'Why should I ask him? returned her guardian, looking up at her. 'Has Mr. Rollo offended you, Miss Hazel?
It comes out from a great chasm in the rocks in the face of a precipice at a vast height from the ground; and, in times of flood, it brings down such a mass of sand, gravel, stones, rubbish, and black mud as sometimes to threaten to overwhelm the village." "Is there a village there?" asked Rollo. "Yes," said Mr. George; "the village of Meyringen.
The burden was increased, too, by several things belonging to the guide himself, which he put on over all the rest, such as a great-coat and a little bag of provisions. At length, when all was ready, Rollo bade the innkeeper good by, and set out on his journey. The guide went first, driving the horse before him, and Rollo followed, with his alpenstock in his hand.
Beekman was engaged to dine that evening with a party of gentlemen, and so he was left out of the account altogether. At seven o'clock, accordingly, Mr. George and Rollo called at Mrs. Beekman's rooms, and a few minutes afterwards they all went together down to the door of the hotel, where Mr. George beckoned to the coachman of one of the carriages that stood in the square.
"See," said he; "uncle George, there is a congregation." So saying, Rollo pointed across the choir to a sort of gateway, which was opposite to the side on which they came in, and where, through the spaces which opened between the great columns that intervened, a congregation were seen assembled. They were in a chapel which was situated in that part of the church.
While they were at dinner, Rollo inquired of the waiter what time the omnibus went to Villeneuve, and he learned that it did not go for some hours. So Mr. Holiday told his wife that she might either have a chamber, and lie down and rest herself during that time, or they might go out and take a walk. Mrs.
"It is a chrysalis, I verily believe; and that is where the butterfly came out." "What!" said Rollo, in a tone of utter amazement. "That hole is where a butterfly came out," said Jonas, "I have no doubt; and if we look about here a little, we shall find him."
She is a perpetual torment. If that's the way that young wives treat their husbands on the bridal tour, I'm thankful that I am not a bridegroom." The train soon set out, and Mr. George and Rollo, forgetting Estelle, soon began to enjoy the ride.
Immediately afterwards the boat pushed off, and the sailors began to row, leaving Mr. and Mrs. Parkman on board the steamer. How they were to get to the shore Rollo did not know. Rollo began to look about over the water.
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