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Dim and far away seemed all the world, and especially her own poor life, whether happy or miserable, compared with that frail existence, which hung almost upon a thread. When Dr. Anstruther said this, Christian felt as if the whole world had brightened. She had no one to tell her joy to, for Dr.
He had been up to Windy Gap and heard that Miss Anstruther had not been seen there. And then coming back, he lost his way went clean off the road in the dark, and then couldn't find it again for ever so long. He might have gone over the cliffs himself, Miss Maud.
"Not so," boldly replied Murray. "Remember that old Fraser is crazy on his bookwork. Hobbs is his only male visitor. He has not a relative, a friend no one to watch on the outside while we hold the old chap at bay. Miss Janet watches in the house." Anstruther had been carefully studying the two men's faces.
"Well, will you promise me to remain here, Mr. Mr. ?" he queried. "Anstruther," I suggested. People in the middle class of life always assume that you are a "Mr." I might have been a Duke! "Will you promise me to remain here, Mr. Anstruther," he asked, "while I go and telephone the police?" "Of course," I answered; "what should I want to run away for?"
One of the boys it was Noel gave a little snigger, but when Mr. Anstruther turned with raised eyebrows in his direction, Noel tried, but without success, to look as if he had made no sound. "I have come here," Mr. Anstruther resumed then, addressing himself once more to Mrs.
Miss Mildred Anstruther was a delicate symphony in gray, as she gracefully presided the next evening over the dinner table at which Alixe Delavigne, Captain Anstruther, Major Hardwicke, and Captain Murray merrily discussed the sudden hastening of Captain Eric Murray's nuptials.
"I thought the days were gone when a man would wish to marry a woman against her will." "Nonsense! What does she know about it? The glamour of this island romance will soon wear off. It would be different if Anstruther were able to maintain her even decently. He is an absolute beggar, I tell you. Didn't he ship on your own vessel as a steward? Take my tip, Deane.
"Well, dear, the Dodgsons you remember the Leeds clothier people having contrived to enter county society, invited the Earl of Ventnor down for the ball. He, it seems, knew nothing about Anstruther being M.F.H., and of course Mrs. Anstruther received. The moment Lord Ventnor heard her name he was very angry. He said he did not care to meet her, and left for London by the next train.
See, he's not only wet to the skin, but narrowly escaped going to the bottom, as you know; and now, in return for this kindness, you try to wop him, and end in getting wopped instead yourself. Anstruther, you're an ass, and more than that, you're an ungrateful ass; and I've half a mind to thrash you myself for your conduct to Vernon!"
"My dear, is it true?" said Mrs. Murray in a bewildered tone. "I don't understand. If you are not Margaret Anstruther, who are you, and where is she?" "That is precisely what I wish to know," broke in Mr. Anstruther sternly. "What is this girl doing here, and where is my granddaughter? Do you really mean to say," he added, "that Margaret has not been here at all?
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