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If I cannot do the whole, there may be others, and if there are, we shall find them, who would help to build the city." "I know who," said Desire, instantly. "Dakie Thayne, and Ruth! It is just what they want." "Will 'Dakie Thayne' build a railroad, seven miles, across to Tillington, for our transportation? We'll say he will.
And it turns nothing but the farmers' grists, till it gets to Tillington." Desire was a very little disappointed at this utilitarianism. She had been so glad and satisfied with the reading of its type; the type of its far-back impulse. "If there had been mills here, we should not have seen that," she said; forgetting to explain what. But Christopher Kirkbright knew.
The entrance is in the Tillington road. Although of an entirely different character from the scenery we have already passed through, partaking more of the nature of an East Midland demesne, especially in the lower, or south end, the magnificent stretches of sward interspersed with noble groups of native trees will amply repay the visit.
Desire Ledwith said it, with that emotion which makes the voice sound restrained and deep; and as she said it, she turned to go back into the house. The minister's covered carryall was borrowed from two miles off, to take Mrs. Argenter down to Tillington.
Sylvie Argenter was to follow her on Thursday. It had been settled that she should remain with Desire, who, with her husband, would reach home on Saturday. It was a sweet, pleasant spring day, when Sylvie Argenter, with some last boxes and packages, took the northward train for Tillington. She was going to a life of use and service.
I shall go away." She turned round, and met a gentleman coming down along the slope of the smooth, broad rock. "Mr. Sherrett! Rodney!" Rodney sprang to his feet. "My boy! How are you?" "Father! When how did you come?" "I came to Tillington by the late train last night, and have just driven over. I went to Arlesbury yesterday." "But the steamer! She wasn't due till Sunday. You sailed the ninth?"
Thayne is going to build the cottages, and he and I have contracted for the seven miles of railroad to Tillington, as a private enterprise. The brickmaking is to begin at once; we shall do something for the building of the new, fire-proof Boston. Your thought is growing into a fact, Miss Desire; and I think I have not forgotten any particular of it.
It is, upon the whole, a most magnificent seat, and the Jews will not be able to get it from the present owner, though if he live many years they will give even him a twist." The road now goes directly west and in a mile reaches Tillington, which has a Transitional church modernized and practically rebuilt by the Earl of Egremont; here are several interesting tombs and brasses.
But maybe you didn't hear what she said," he hazarded, with a jerk of his thumb toward the young woman in front. "About Mrs. Whitermore? Yes, I heard." His face darkened. "Then you know. And she heard, too! 'Ordinary woman, indeed! Humph! To think that Betty Tillington should ever live to hear herself called an 'ordinary woman'! You see, I knew her when she <i>was</i> Betty Tillington."
They never knew one that wasn't, and they go by experience." There was nothing more to be said upon the rain topic, after that simple piece of logic. "If there doesn't come Badgett up the hill in all the pour!" Badgett drove the daily stage from Tillington up through Pemunk and Sandon. He came round by Brickfields when there was anybody to bring.
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