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Which, by the way, serves to show how very little the Rector of Stagholme knew of the world. "But," protested Mrs. Agar, "they have not settled it between themselves. That is just it." "Just what?" "Just the difficulty." Immediately Mr. Glynde's face fell to its usual degree of set depression.

The two women represent the two Testaments. The Old Testament is Mount Sinai, the bondwoman, Hagar. The Arabians call Mount Sinai Agar. It may be that the similarity of these two names gave Paul his idea for this allegory. As Hagar bore Abraham a son who was not an heir but a servant, so Sinai, the Law, the allegorical Hagar, bore God a carnal and servile people of the Law without promise.

"There is no necessity to go into side issues at all. You have asked me to marry you. I can never marry you. There is the whole question and the whole answer. I say nothing to you about finding somebody worthier, or any nonsense of that sort. Please spare me the usual impertinences about there being somebody else." The word found its mark. Arthur Agar caught his breath, but made no answer.

Miss Evelina Louisa was twenty-four, five years Dora's senior, and only three years and two months older than Jem Agar himself. He had spoken to her twice, and thought about her in the intervals allowed by such weighty matters as uniform and the new sword, which, however, required almost constant consideration at that time.

That which she was about to say would scarcely have been appropriate. But so far as the facts were concerned she might just as well have said it. For Dora knew as well as she did that Arthur Agar would not wait. Women are not blind to manifest facts. They know us, my brothers, better than we think. And they are not quite so romantic as we take them to be.

He has never run a straight course since he came into the field; he has consistently sacrificed truth, honour, and his best friend to his own ambition ever since the beginning." Jem Agar smiled at the Doctor's vehemence, although he was aware that such a display was far from being characteristic of the man. "Of course," he admitted, "in the matter of honour and glory I expect to be swindled.

Dined at Lady Georgiana and Mr. Agar Ellis's. There were Lord and Lady Stafford there, and others to whom I am sincerely attached. May 17. A day of busy idleness. Richardson came and breakfasted with me like a good fellow. Then I went to Mr. Chantrey, and sat for an hour to finish the bust.

Perhaps she was dimly aware that there remained something still to be said. Jem Agar crossed the room and stood in front of her. Dora, from the background, was pleading with her eyes for this woman. There were the makings of a very hard man in James Edward Makerstone Agar, and seven years of the grimmest soldiering of modern days had done nothing to soften him.

Agar, "if Jem goes and does things of that description he must take the consequences." Arthur said nothing in reply to this. The thought had been his for some months, but he had never put it into shape. "We are perfectly justified," she went on, "in acting as if Jem were dead until he deigns to advise us to the contrary." This also was putting a long-cherished thought into form.

They escaped notice, while the larger body was attacked and massacred." "Who told you this?" "I do not know. I cannot tell you his name." "Arthur!" exclaimed Mrs. Agar nervously, "are you going mad? Do you know what you are saying?" In reply he gave a little laugh like a sob. "Oh yes," he replied, "it is all right. I know what I am saying, though sometimes I scarcely believe it myself.

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