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At the tap of his pipe, and a shower of little sparks, they shied round and scampered. A bat went fluttering past, uttering its almost inaudible "chip, chip." Ashurst held out his hand; on the upturned palm he could feel the dew.
He listened to what she said of her uncle's little Episcopal church in Ashurst, and heard her laugh good-naturedly about the rector's sermons, and then thought of the doctrines which were preached from his own pulpit in Lockhaven.
Grasping her paint box, she got out. "Won't this do, Frank?" Ashurst, rather like a bearded Schiller, grey in the wings, tall, long-legged, with large remote grey eyes which sometimes filled with meaning and became almost beautiful, with nose a little to one side, and bearded lips just open Ashurst, forty-eight, and silent, grasped the luncheon basket, and got out too. "Oh! Look, Frank! A grave!"
"He is a regular bully when he has the chance." On reaching the deck of the prize, however, what was their disappointment to find that Mr Ashurst had gone on board her in one of the other boats. He looked hard at Owen as he came up the side. "Who sent you here, boy?" he asked. "I was ordered to come," answered Owen, touching his hat.
"And you think a ghost means trouble, do you?" The lame man pushed his hat up; his aspiring eyes looked at Ashurst more earnestly than ever. "'Tes not for me to zay that but 'tes they bein' so unrestin'like. There's things us don' understand, that's zartin, for zure.
Ashurst pointed to the narrow green mound. "Can you tell me what this is?" The old fellow stopped; on his face had come a look as though he were thinking: 'You've come to the right shop, mister! "'Tes a grave," he said. "But why out here?" The old man smiled. "That's a tale, as yu may say. An' not the first time as I've a-told et there's plenty folks asks 'bout that bit o' turf.
Ashurst, I now make him known to you as I intend to employ him as my clerk, and he will soon become your messmate, for I have little doubt, if he wishes it, when we return to the frigate, that Captain Stanhope will place him as a midshipman on the quarter-deck."
The parlors in Ashurst had such heavy, serious chairs and tables, she said to herself, and the pictures were all so dark and ugly, and she was so tired of the carpets. So she was very glad when Mrs. Forsythe begged her to come and read aloud, or fix her flowers, or even stroke her soft white hair when she had a headache. "Dick may be at home, my dear," Mrs.
A compromise had been effected about the hour. Miss Ruth had insisted that it should be at eight, while Miss Deborah contended that as they dined, like all the rest of Ashurst, at noon, it was absurd to make it later than six, and Miss Ruth's utmost persuasion had only brought it to half past.
She'm very lovin'-'earted." Ashurst, who felt colour coming into his cheeks, held out his tobacco pouch. "Have a fill, Jim?" "Thank 'ee, sir. She'm one in an 'underd, I think." "I expect so," said Ashurst shortly, and folding up his pouch, walked on. "Lovin'-hearted!" Yes! And what was he doing? What were his intentions as they say towards this loving-hearted girl?
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