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If it were a question of mastering a grotesque accompaniment to a new air on Andrew's one-string fiddle, she would slave for hours until it was perfect. She kept her stage costume in scrupulous repair. Her make-up box was a model of tidiness. She would be late for lunch, late for dinner, late for any social engagement, but never once was she late for a professional appointment.
In Andrew's eye lurked the same suggestion of criticism, and in his parent's some consciousness of this and not a little consequent irritation. They were the same height just under six feet and there was a decided resemblance between Mr. Walkingshaw's portly gait and Andrew's dignified carriage, but otherwise they were not much alike.
"If he didn't lack initiative, he would have been his own man long ago. I hope you did not chide him for it, lad." "No; I did not. He's old enough to be my father, and, besides, he's been in the Tyee Lumber Company longer than I. I did itch to give him a rawhiding, though." "I saw smoke and excitement down at the Sawdust Pile this morning, Donald. I dare say you rectified Andrew's negligence."
"For, my senses! they're no stray lambs o' tenderfoot those 'twa bit lassies'!" mimicking Andrew's blowpipe. "They know how to take care of themselves in a pinch and of somebody else, too!... And and, see here, what I've brought you, honey, rolled in the blanket for him!" "Cake choc'late cake! C-coffee!" Una gasped feebly, confronted by the ghost of her everyday life.
So home to supper and to bed. 30th. Was called up by a messenger from Sir W. Pen to go with him by coach to White Hall. At White Hall we met the Duke in the Matted Gallery, and there he discoursed with us; and by and by my Lord Sandwich came and stood by, and talked; but it being St. Andrew's, and a collar-day, he went to the Chappell, and we parted.
In 1292 Philip the Fair was permitted to settle a small community there, to whom he accorded in 1293 valuable privileges and the same protection he granted to his good city of Paris. The walls and towers then raised were rebuilt in 1352 by John the Good, who exacted a toll, known as St. Andrew's penny, for maintenance on all merchandise that passes through the Senechaussee of Beaucaire.
Old Andrew's sympathy moved him to rough, quick speech. "Ye're tryin' to carry the sins o' people who must suffer for their ain, Duncan McDonald," he said, with a harshness Duncan did not misunderstand. "It's nane o' your fault, man!" "It will be my inheritance, Andra," said the other, with quiet but firm conviction.
Andrew's, Holborn, has 'rivalled the rich colouring of the Van Linges.
They turned Chancery Lane almost together. All this time Andrew had failed to catch sight of the other's face. He stopped twice in the Strand for a few minutes. At Charing Cross he seemed for a moment at a loss. Then he sprang across the street, and went back the way he came. It was now for the first time that a strange notion illumined Andrew's brain.
Andrew's cottage occupied a slight hollow on the hillside, which concealed it from every point of the compass save the high ground above it. Leading the trooper up to the door, he tapped gently, and was promptly admitted by some one whom Wallace could not discern, as the interior was dark. "Oh, Uncle Andrew!
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