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Shall I let her? A few more words, and Mrs. Baxendale rose. Emily retained her hand. 'You have not yet had from me one word of gratitude, Mrs. Baxendale, she said. 'Indeed, I have no words in which to thank you. The lady kissed her forehead, pressed the thin hand again, and went for a few moments to Mrs. Hood's room before departing.

Baxendale to say that she had left to take a place in a school; then continued: 'I have a reason for leaving suddenly. A reason you will understand. I should have come to say good-bye to you yesterday, but something happened to prevent me.

Baxendale is very particular about cooking. He used to complain a good deal about the food at the club, but after his marriage he said it had improved, which no one could understand, as the kitchen staff has not been changed for twenty years. Freddy Catchpole said that once when he dined with them Mrs. Baxendale asked him about the club cook, because Gilbert was very dissatisfied with theirs.

'There was an inquest? she asked. 'Yes. 'Is it possible for me to see a newspaper in which it was reported? 'If you really desire it, said Mrs. Baxendale, with hesitation. 'I do; I wish to read it. Will you do me that great kindness? 'I will bring it you in a day or two. But would it not be better to delay 'Is there anything, Emily asked quickly, 'that you have kept from me?

Baxendale seemed to regard the religious movement dispassionately, and related a story she had from her husband of a certain prominent townsman driven to such a pass by his wife's perpetual absence from home on revivalist expeditions, that he at length fairly turned the key on her in her bedroom, and through the keyhole bade her stay there till she had remembered her domestic duties.

Servants and children must be punctual, when their Leader is so. Appointments, indeed, become debts. I owe you Punctuality, if I have made an appointment with you, and have no right to throw away your time, if I do my own." Some may inquire, "Who was Joseph Baxendale?" He was, in fact, Pickford and Co., the name of a firm known all over England, as well as throughout the Continent. Mr.

'If anyone should call this evening, she said, 'I cannot see them. You will say that I shall not be able to see anyone anyone, whoever it is till to-morrow morning.... At this same hour, Mrs. Baxendale, entering a shop in Dunfield, found Dagworthy making purchases. 'I shall not see you again for a long time, he said, as he was leaving. 'I start to-morrow on a long journey. 'Out of England?

He was instrumental, in conjunction with the late Sir William Cubitt, in pushing on the line to Dover. But the Dover Harbour Board being found too stingy in giving accommodation to the traffic, and too grasping in their charges for harbour dues, Mr. Baxendale at once proceeded, on his own responsibility, to purchase Folkestone Harbour as the port of the South-Eastern Company.

It was nearly an hour before Emily took up the letter to open it. When at length she did so, she found that it covered only a small sheet of notepaper. Enclosed was a letter from Mr. Athel, announcing the family's arrival in London, asking in a kind tone for the latest news, and repeating the message from the twins of which Mrs. Baxendale had spoken.

Baxendale was full of good-natured regrets that his visit could not be prolonged till the time of the election now very near. 'When your constituents have sent you to Westminster, said Wilfrid, 'I hope you will come and report to me the details of the fight? So he covered his retreat and retrieved in Mrs. Baxendale's eyes his weakness of the morning.

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