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Anstruther could not restrain the impatient glance he threw at her pale face and downcast eyes. "Yes, grandfather! no, grandfather! I do not know, grandfather!" Was that really all she felt capable of saying in his presence?
The other man nodded and smiled in response to the other's laugh, but it appeared to me that he by no means relished the information conveyed to him in the whisper. "Now, Mr. Anstruther," remarked the big half-breed, "we must trouble you to come with us, and don't take longer than you can help to say good-bye to the ladies." This was intended by way of a joke; one which I did not appreciate.
She tried very hard properly to distinguish between the three Miss M'Gillivrays, daughters of Sir Andrew Rothesay's half-sister's son, and Miss Flora Anstruther, the old lady's third cousin and name-child, and especially little twelve-years-old Maggie Oliphant, whose grandfather was Mrs. Flora's nephew on the mother's side, and first cousin ta Alison Balfour.
So that was the way he looked at it. Teddy Anstruther, indeed! Why, Teddy was a dark little man with brown eyes just the sort of man she most objected to. How could any one ever possibly fancy a brown-eyed man?
Gladstone to power His letters to the Boer leaders and the loyals His refusal to rescind the annexation The Boers encouraged by prominent members of the Radical party The Bezuidenhout incident Despatch of troops to Potchefstroom Mass meeting of the 8th December 1880 Appointment of the Triumvirate and declaration of the republic Despatch of Boer proclamation to Sir O. Lanyon His reply Outbreak of hostilities at Potchefstroom Defence of the court-house by Major Clarke The massacre of the detachment of the 94th under Colonel Anstruther Dr.
Though he took no pains to render them inaudible, his footsteps made no sound on the grass, and as he approached the same voice spoke again, unconscious of his near presence. "Margaret Anstruther," it went on, "do you not then wish to do any of the nice things I have told you about?
"Miss Anstruther is dead!" she wailed. "She fell over the cliffs and was killed. And it is all my fault. If I hadn't " But at that point her tears, which never ceased for an instant, choked her further utterance, and letting her head drop back on the cushions, she went on crying.
"Probably she didn't say Barkley," observed Francesca cuttingly; "she would have been sure to commit that sort of solecism." "Why, don't you say Barkley in the States?" "Certainly not; we never call them the States, and with us c-l-e-r-k spells clerk, and B-e-r-k Berk." "How very odd!" remarked Mr. Anstruther.
"Oh, she is everybody's Auntie Flora; no one ever calls her anything else," observed little Maggie Oliphant, who, during all their walk clung tenaciously to Miss Rothesay's hand, as most children were prone to do. "I think," said the quiet Miss Anstruther, lifting up her brown eyes, "that in all our lives put together, we will never do half the good that Aunt Flora has done in hers.
To prolong the sight of that bewitching half profile, with the fair, low brows, the velvet cheeks, a Provencale flush tinting them, the parted lips a dainty challenge speaking, and the rich masses of dark brown hair nobly crowning her regal outlines, Anstruther yielded to the spell and babbled on.
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