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It was Barron's constant excuse to himself for his own rancorous feeling that Meynell had robbed him of his son. "You probably think it strange" he resumed harshly "that I should rejoice in what of course is your misfortune that your people reject you; but there are higher interests than those of personal affection concerned in this business.
In Barron's aspect and tone there was not only the pompous self-importance of the man possessed of exclusive and sensational information; there were also indications of triumphant trains of reasoning behind that outraged his listener. "What has all this got to do with Meynell?" said Flaxman abruptly. Barron cleared his throat.
The world of a narrow and embittered orthodoxy began to breathe again; and there was black depression in the Modernist camp. Let us, however, go back a little. Barron's letter to the Bishop was the first shot in the direct and responsible attack.
She had no fear of her father now as a man, but hard words always hurt her, and superstition, though she was fast breaking from many forms of it under Barron's tuition, still chained her soul in some directions.
Dornal was no less free from any stain of mean or scandalous gossip than the Bishop, but his knowledge of the human heart was far deeper, his sympathy far more intimate. It was not only that he scorned the slander, but, hour by hour, he seemed to walk in the same cloud with Meynell. After some further discussion, the Bishop took up Barron's letter again.
Billy added two wedges to those already hammered into the saw-cut, then, with the sledge, he drove them home and finished his task. The sorrowful strokes rang hollow and mournful over the land, sadder to Barron's ear than fall of earth-clod on coffin-lid.
He had come determined on a certain course, and the object of the visit had been, in truth, merely to convey to one of Meynell's supporters a hint of the coming attack, and some intimation of its strength. The visit had been in fact a threat a move in Barron's game. "That, of course, is a question which I cannot presume to decide," said Flaxman, with cold politeness. His manner changed instantly.
Breakfast at the White House, Upcote Minor, was an affair of somewhat minute regulation. About a fortnight after Mr. Barron's call on the new tenants of Maudeley Hall, his deaf daughter Theresa entered the dining-room as usual on the stroke of half-past eight. She glanced round her to see that all was in order, the breakfast table ready, and the chairs placed for prayers.
Decatur was subsequently created Navy Commissioner and made his residence in Washington at Kalorama, formerly occupied by Joel Benton. Commodore Barron's suspension began February 8, 1808. He resorted to the merchant service, and was abroad when war was declared.
An' the more I think o' it the surer I be that it's a weasel. When a weasel learns to suck aigs, he gits powerful cute. Ye'll have to be right smart, I'm telling ye, to trap him." During this argument of Barron's his obstinate and offended listener had become quite convinced of the justice of her own conclusions. The sarcasm had settled it.
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