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Updated: June 11, 2025
'I had rather you hadn't added that, said Mrs. Baxendale with good-natured reproof. 'You know that you will only work the harder just to forget your trouble. That, depend upon it, is the only way of killing the time, as you said; if we strike at him in other ways we only succeed in making him angry. 'Another apophthegm, said Wilfrid, with an attempt at brightness.
Beatrice presented her friend to Mrs. Baxendale, and at once withdrew. The lady with whom Wilfrid found himself talking was tall and finely made, not very graceful in her bearing, and with a large face, the singular kindness of which speedily overcame the first sense of dissatisfaction at its plainness.
Baxendale said since his marriage he was off his game, and it was really no fun playing with a woman. Mrs. Baxendale asked Peter Knott's advice about it. She said it was such a pity Gilbert lost his temper and never would finish the round when she was one up, as the exercise really was good for him.
'Not yet; you mustn't think of it yet. 'Does Mrs. Hood he hesitated. 'Do you think Emily has told her mother has spoken to her of me? Mrs. Baxendale looked surprised. 'I can't say; I took it for granted. 'I wonder why she was reluctant to do so? Wilfrid said, already speaking with complete freedom.
Baxendale had no choice but to assent to the nurse who had remained being withdrawn. She could understand the need of activity which possessed the girl, but had grave fears of the result of an undertaking so disproportioned to her strength. 'Will you promise me, she said, 'to give it up and get help if you find it is trying you excessively? 'Yes, Emily replied, 'I will promise that.
Baxendale enjoyed the advantage of choosing literature which her fellow-members were very willing to let her keep as long as she liked. Beatrice derived much amusement from her aunt's method of reading. Beatrice, with the run of Mr. Mudie's catalogues, would have half-a-dozen volumes in her lap at the same time, and as often as not get through them tant bien que mal in the same day.
Baxendale resisted the new means of conveyance, he would, before long, have been driven off the road. But he clearly foresaw the ultimate triumph of the railway system; and he went with it, instead of against it. He relieved the Liverpool and Manchester Company of a great deal of trouble, by undertaking to manage their goods' traffic and by collecting and delivering it at both towns.
Then it fell again to the coverlet thin, flower-like hand, which in its translucency of flesh seemed to have been created by spirit for its chosen abode. When silence had lasted some moments 'Now that I know he is dead, Emily resumed oh, the sad music of the last word! 'I can bear to hear the manner of it without disguise. Will you tell me the whole truth, Mrs. Baxendale?
Sir Robert is supposed to be very rich, and the amount of his fortune and what he is going to do with it are matters of deep concern to Baxendale, who made a habit of calling on him daily and constantly inviting him to dinner.
One day Peter Knott met Baxendale playing golf with a young man whom he introduced to him as his nephew, Dick Barnard, but the youth did not reappear on any other occasion, and Peter remembers that Baxendale told him in confidence that the boy put on side and was cheeky.
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