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Miss Bagot was the only one who was really possessed of virtue and beauty among these maids of honour: she had beautiful and regular features, and that sort of brown complexion, which, when in perfection, is so particularly fascinating, and more especially in England, where it is uncommon. There was an involuntary blush almost continually upon her cheek, without having anything to blush for.
For true love is unselfish and patient, and where it is the stronger, it cares for the weaker; but it was your wife who was unselfish, patient, and cared for you. Every time she said an ave she thought of you, and her every thanks to God had you therein. They know you well in heaven, Bagot through your wife. Did you ever pray ever since I married you to her?" "Yes." "When?" "An hour or so ago."
The boys entered the water again, and, crouched close under the bank, sinking down so that only the tip of their noses were above the surface. It was almost impossible to tell they were there. Had any one been up on the bank a few minutes later he would have observed three lads come creeping along, as if they were afraid of being seen. Adrian Bagot was in the lead.
On August 23rd, 1842, Sir Robert Peel wrote to Lord Stanley in terms which indicated a belief that Governor Bagot was experiencing great difficulty in carrying on the government. He spoke of a danger of French-Canadians and Radicals, or French-Canadians and Conservatives, combining to place the government in a minority.
"Stay where you are, Bagot," he said; "just there where you are, and tell me what your trouble is, and why your wife is not here.... Say all honestly by the name of the Christ!" he added, lifting up a large iron crucifix that hung on his breast. Bagot sat down on a bench near the fireplace, the light playing on his bronzed, powerful face, his eyes shining beneath his heavy brows like two coals.
Bagot sat down on a bench near the fireplace, the light playing on his bronzed, powerful face, his eyes shining beneath his heavy brows like two coals. After a moment he began: "I don't know how it started. I'd lost a lot of pelts stolen they were, down on the Child o' Sin River. Well, she was hasty and nervous, like as not she always was brisker and more sudden than I am.
"Well," admitted Jack, "it came out about as well as I expected." "Betcherwhat!" exclaimed Budge, as he walked off, stretching his gum out at arm's length. The news soon spread that Jack had been vindicated, and there was an impromptu celebration in his room. "Lopsided lollypops!" exclaimed Nat Anderson. "We ought to do something to get even with Bagot, Jack."
The priest felt the boy's pulse softly, then with a close personal look he spoke hardly above his breath, yet distinctly too: "Your wife, Bagot?" "She is not here, m'sieu'." The voice was low and gloomy. "Where is she, Bagot?" "I do not know, m'sieu'." "When did you see her last?" "Four weeks ago, m'sieu'." "That was September, this is October winter.
"What have you to say, Bagot?" asked the head of the academy. "Circumstances point strongly to you," Bagot mumbled something about it being only a harmless joke, and seemed quite confused. "I will not ask you to tell on your companions," Dr. Mead went on sternly. "There must have been several of them. If they choose to come forward and admit their part, well and good.
Not but if you like my plan for you, I'll be just as ready as ever to aid you. 'I have not heard the plan yet, said Kate faintly. 'Just a nunnery, then no more nor less than that. The "Sacred Heart" at Namur, or the Sisters of Mercy here at home in Bagot Street, I believe, if you like better eh? 'It is soon to be able to make up one's mind on such a point.
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