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I could have saved Asher's little bank stock then, too." "You could?" Darley Champers stared at the speaker. "Yes, if he'd given up right that first trip of yours down there. When he refused I knew his breed too well. He's as set and slow and stubborn as his old dad ever was. That's what ailed those two, they were too near alike; and you'll never catch Asher Aydelot bending to our plans now.
As he stepped back a ring fell from somewhere and bounded on the tiled floor. Platt groped for it and found it. "Now, take your useless diamond and go, Mr. Buyer," she said. "This was the other one the wedding ring," said the Texan, holding the smooth gold band on the palm of his hand. Miss Asher's eyes blazed upon him in the half darkness. "Was that what you meant? did you"
"You both need sleep," Carey was saying in a matter-of-fact way. "Bo Peep will take care of things here, and I will look after Mrs. Aydelot. You will attend to the burial at the earliest possible time in order to save her any signs of grieving. And you will not grieve either until you have more time. And remember, Aydelot," he put his hand comfortingly on Asher's shoulders.
I can't think how else they escaped." "Why should this lawyer's clerk have gone on board?" "That's what Steel is trying to find out. I expect he will make inquiries of Asher, Son, and Asher's office.
Over four hundred of our men have enlisted. I don't understand it. DR. JONATHAN. Perhaps you will, George, when you come home. GEORGE. You mean Her uneventful, provincial existence as ASHER'S wife has confirmed and crystallized her traditional New England views, her conviction that her mission is to direct for good the lives of the less fortunate by whom she is surrounded.
My fortunate finding of contemporary documents, unknown to Hudson's most authoritative historian, has produced other "eye-witnesses" who have "left us an account of these events"; but, obviously, their accounts so harmoniously in agreement do not affect the soundness of Dr. Asher's conclusions.
Under his guidance Peaceful Moments had reached a level of domesticity which made other so-called domestic journals look like sporting supplements. But at last the work had told upon him. Whether it was the effort of digging into the literature of the past every week, or the strain of reading B. Henderson Asher's "Moments of Mirth" is uncertain.
He conjured up a Zion built up by such virile hands as Sir Asher's, and peopled by such beautiful mothers as his daughter: the great Empire that would spring from the unity and liberty of a race which even under dispersion and oppression was one of the most potent peoples on the planet.
Rodney paused a moment and then he said: "The walls of the tombs are let in with sculpture, and there are seats for wayfarers, and they will last as long as the world, they are ever-lasting." "Of one thing I'm sure," said Harding. "I must get out of London. I can't bear its ugliness any longer." The two men crossed Piccadilly, and Harding told Rodney Asher's reason for leaving London.
For the collation of this and the following fragment I am indebted to the kindness of my friend Mr. A. Cowley, of Oxford. Photographs of pages of both MSS. will be found with the Hebrew text. This fragment begins at p. 50 of Asher's edition. The date of this fragment is probably much later than that of O, and may well be as late as the eighteenth century.
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