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The happiest girl in town on Christmas morning was Hetty Stanley. To begin with, she had the delight of giving the mittens to the children, and when she ran over to tell Miss Bennett how pleased they were, she was surprised by the present of the odd little workbox and its pretty contents.
Stanley seemed unwilling, so long as we could move our arms, to stop; indeed, the cool air of night renewed our strength; and, for my part, I felt that I could have gone on till daylight, if necessary, for the sake of securing the safety of the young girls depending on us for protection. At length the ground on our right rose considerably above the plain.
In fact, he seems to have bucked up a lot. "Well, how about that foreign contract?" I asks reckless one mornin' as we meets on the train. "Oh, I have that all sewed up," says Stanley. "One of those young chaps who came to see Polly so much gave me a straight tip on who to see someone who had visited at his home. Odd way to get it, eh? But I got a lot out of those boys. Rather miss them, you know."
"Oh, Johnny, what fun we shall have!" was his characteristic greeting to Lord John Russell, when that ancient rival entered the House of Lords. Furthermore, Stanley had, in richest abundance, the great natural gift of oratory, with an audacity in debate which won him the nickname of "Rupert," and a voice which would have stirred his hearers if he had only been reciting Bradshaw.
It was a more important acquisition to Alexander than even Bergen-op-Zoom would have been, and it was a bitter reflection that to the treachery of Netherlanders and of their English allies this great disaster was owing. All the wrath aroused a year before by the famous treason of York and Stanley, and which had been successfully extinguished, now flamed forth afresh.
I thought the old fool would throw a fit, he was so enraged. So, good-bye to Nephew Stanley!" "Look here, Mr. Oscar; that's no good, you know," remonstrated Pelman. "What's the good of throwing Johnson into jail for five or ten days or perhaps only a fine? He may even have letters from Stan to some one else in Vesper, some one influential; he may beat the case.
"Not at all; only a nephew by marriage," replied the lawyer, pulling up his collar. "He may feel much obliged to Mr. Stanley for feathering his nest so well. But Hazlehurst is a very good fellow; I always liked him from the time he was a little shaver." "The testator had no children of his own to inherit, I suppose," remarked Mr. Taylor.
Fulton, too "Cousin Stanley," as Hattie always calls him. Please give him our congratulations but there, that sounds funny, doesn't it? Fulton on marrying you. Oh, dear! I didn't mean it that way, Maggie. I declare, if that sentence wasn't 'way in the middle of this third page, and so awfully hard for me to write, anyway, I'd tear up this sheet and begin another.
Carter's peculiar ... and Maizie says we're young. Young enough to be unselfish." "She's a fine girl," returned Francisco. "Well, good bye." He held out a cordial hand. "I I'll think over what you said." "Good luck, then," Robert answered as they gripped. Adrian Stanley was closing up his affairs.
I have often heard Dean Stanley harshly spoken of, I have heard his honesty roughly challenged; but never has he been attacked in my presence that I have not uttered my protest against the injustice done him, and thus striven to repay some small fraction of that great debt of gratitude which I shall ever owe his memory. And now the end came swiftly.
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