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"Did you think it was the man we know as the Squire?" asked Sir Cresswell. "We had a notion that he might be there," replied Vickers, with a glance at Copplestone. "Especially after what happened to Chatfield. Of course, we never saw him, or heard his voice, or saw a sign of him. Still, we fancied " Sir Cresswell rose from his chair and motioned to Petherton.
"Perhaps you came to my house when I wasn't at home," retorted Miss Vickers, in a trembling but sarcastic voice. "I want to hear about it. That's what I've come for." She walked to the dining-room and, as Mr. Stobell still stood in the doorway, pushed past him, followed by her father. Mr.
"By the King's Regulations " "One hundred and eighty convicts, fifty soldiers, thirty in ship's crew, all told, and how many? one, two three seven in the cuddy. How many do you make that?" "We are just a little crowded this time," says Best. "It is very wrong," says Vickers, pompously. "Very wrong. By the King's Regulations "
Since his return from the West these five days which he had allowed himself as vacation he had been irritable at times, easily disturbed, as he had been with Steve Johnston, but never short with his wife. Vickers supposed that some business affair was weighing on him, and as was his habit he locked it up tight within....
But he grinned cheerfully at Copplestone and then frowned at Vickers. "I didn't count for to meet no lawyers, gentlemen," he said, pausing on the outer boundaries of the parlour, "I ain't a-goin' to talk before 'em, neither!" "He's a grudge against me I've had to appear against him once or twice," whispered Vickers to Copplestone.
"Is it all over?" she asked. "Yes, thank God!" said Vickers, pausing on the threshold. "All is safe now, though we had a narrow escape, I believe. How's Sylvia?" The child was lying on the bed with her fair hair scattered over the pillow, and her tiny hands moving restlessly to and fro. "A little better, I think, though she has been talking a good deal."
I want you to discharge him; Vickers is not here to do it. And I do not want to see him again." He pressed his lips together and avoided her gaze, and a slow red stole into his face. Then he laughed mirthlessly. "Tom Chavis is a valuable man here, Ruth," he said. "If the insult was one that can be overlooked, you would do well to let the matter rest.
The truth of this statement dawned upon Ruth very soon after her acquaintance with Vickers. He was argus-eyed, omnipresent. It seemed that he never slept. Mornings when she would arise with the dawn she would find Vickers gone to visit some distant part of the range. She was seldom awake at night when he returned. He had said little to her regarding the men.
Towards the end of 1916 appeared the R.E.8 with a Vickers synchronized gun and a Lewis gun, which after many vicissitudes became the standard machine for artillery work. Systematic bombing was practised by nearly all types of machines, but real accuracy was never obtained.
"Oh, dear, no; not at all," returned Meekin, feeling that this charming young lady was regarded as a creature who was not to be judged by ordinary rules. "We got on famously, my dear Major." "That's right," said Vickers. "She is very plain-spoken, is my little girl, and strangers can't understand her sometimes. Can they, Poppet?" Poppet tossed her head saucily. "I don't know," she said.
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