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Old Mr Bateson and the governess, Mr Everbeery and his cook's diluted blood, and ways paved for revolutions, all presented themselves to Augusta's mind when she found her brother walking with no other company than Mary Thorne, and walking with her, too, in much too close proximity.
Perhaps he hardly realised himself what an advantage his presence was conferring on his rivals. The first event on the programme was the Babies' hundred yards, for which our friends Bateson and Jukes were entered, with the serious record of twenty-two seconds to beat.
She looked steadily at the Rector. "I'm not going," she said. "He's nowt to me. But I'd like to know what the doctor was thinkin' of him." "The doctor thinks he may live through to-night and to-morrow night not much more. He is your husband, Mrs. Bateson, and whatever you have against him, you'll be very sorry afterward if you don't give him help and comfort in his death.
Such variation doubtless occurs in nature, but not with such luxuriance. The breeds of domestic fowls differ so greatly that Bateson and others refuse to believe that they have all arisen from the single species Gallus bankiva. It seems to me from the evidence that there cannot be any doubt that they have so arisen.
Now for sure she'd nothing to grumble at, sitting so grand at table with a glass of sherry-wine to drink." "The husband looks a cantankerous chap," remarked Caleb. "Poor thing! it's his liver," said Mrs. Bateson, taking up the cudgels as usual on behalf of the bilious and oppressed. "You can see from his complexion that he is out of order, and that all that rich dinner will do him no good.
Mr Bickers, after looking round him, and taking in the scene generally, walked up to the ladies' stand. Fellows dropped back sullenly to make room for him, although one or two pretended not to notice him and continued to stand and shout "Bateson!" "Jukes," until he pushed them aside. "Good-morning, Miss Violet," said he, lifting his hat. "I did not expect to see you here."
Now it is manifest, as I said in the case of Sir Thomas Bateson, that if we let this excess of the sturdy English middle-class, this conscientious Protestant Dissenter, so strong, so self- reliant, so fully persuaded in his own mind, have his way, he would be capable, with his want of light or, to use the language of the religious world, with his zeal without knowledge of stirring up strife which neither he nor any one else could easily compose.
"It seems now, Jemima, as if the Lord was dealing a bit hard with you; but never you fret yourself; He'll explain it all and make it all up to you in His own good time." "I only hope He may, Mr. Bateson."
Displeasure settled on Alan's brow; he greatly objected to Elisabeth's habit of making fun of things, and had tried his best to cure her of it. "Exceptions do not disprove rules," he replied coldly. "Moreover, Bateson is probably religious rather from the force of convention than of conviction."
She is only Miss Farringdon's adopted daughter, at best; and I don't hold with adopted children, I don't; I think it is better and more natural to be born of your own parents, like most folk are." "So do I," agreed Mrs. Bateson; "I'd never have adopted a child myself.
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