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He had come to Beccles lately, and Roger Carbury had found out that he was a gentleman by birth and education. Roger had found out also that he was very poor, and had consequently taken him by the hand.
"And during the time you were at the King's Head, did the doctor ever visit Sir Hugh?" "Yes; the doctor stayed several times at the Royal at Lowestoft. We both motored over on several occasions and dined with him. Doctor Weirmarsh was not well, so he had gone to the east coast for a change." "And he also came over to Beccles to see your stepfather?" "Yes; twice, or perhaps three times.
"I shall not if by replying I can assist my stepfather to escape from that man's thraldom." He was silent for a moment; then he said slowly: "I think Sir Hugh was in command of a big training camp in Norfolk early in the war, was he not?" "Yes. I went with him, and we stayed for about three months at the King's Head at Beccles."
I dug a grave at the foot of it, and managed to kick and roll the affair into the grave, then I took up my Kit, carried her home, and by the time I pegged out the letter to Bob, I saw day breakin'. So I made paces for Beccles, knocked up old Harris, and gave him the letter for Bob. By eight o'clock I was arrested " At this point the 5.15 recall-bell rang out, and there was falling into line.
What does it matter, seeing that the maid married a butcher at Beccles and died years since at the good age of ninety and five?
He was a man of infinite pluck; but outward humility at any rate at the commencement of an enterprise, was the rule of his life. 'I am the Rev. Mr Barham, said the visitor. 'I am the priest of Beccles in Suffolk. I believe I am speaking to Mr Melmotte. 'That's my name, sir. And what may you want?
'By the mortials I'll baronite him; I wull, said John, seizing his hat and stalking off through the back kitchen after his friend. The next day there was a great surprise at Sheep's Acre farm, which communicated itself to the towns of Bungay and Beccles, and even affected the ordinary quiet life of Carbury Manor.
I heard of him at Saxmundham, but when I inquired at Blythburgh, I found I had missed him, and I had to hark back to Yoxford before I got on his track again. He had taken the side route to Halesworth, through which he had passed in the direction of Beccles. By this time he was an hour ahead of me, and, as he had left Beccles by the Yarmouth road, I went ahead as fast as I dared.
In the very early part of my life I contracted some acquaintance, which afterwards became a serious connection, with the niece of a Suffolk gentleman of large fortune. Her mother lives with her three daughters at Beccles; her income is but the interest of fifteen hundred pounds, which at her decease is to be divided betwixt her children.
He would quarrel perseveringly with his father, who only had a life interest in the estate. The house at Caversham Park was during six or seven months of the year full of servants, if not of guests, and all the tradesmen in the little towns around, Bungay, Beccles, and Harlestone, were aware that the Longestaffes were the great people of that country.
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