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"Well, if she drove straight back from Cranbrook she would be here now, but I fancy she won't be so very anxious to get home to-day, and may come the longest way round; yes, it's in my mind she will keep away from Dapplemere as long as ever she can." "And I think," said Bellew, "Yes, I think I'll take a walk. I'll go and call upon the Sergeant."
Great firmness was exhibited by Teeling of Antrim, Bellew of Galway, McDermott of Sligo, Devereux of Wexford, Sir Thomas French, and John Keogh. These gentlemen contended, and finally carried, without a division, though not without a two-days' debate, a petition, asking complete and unrestricted emancipation.
Now, in the midst of the garden there was an old sun-dial worn by time, and weather, and it chanced that they came, and leaned there, side by side. And, looking down upon the dial, Bellew saw certain characters graven thereon in the form of a poesy. "What does it say, here, Anthea?" he asked. But Anthea shook her head: "That, you must read for yourself!" she said, not looking at him.
Bellew, however, seemed wholly unaffected, and went on imperturbably filling his pipe. "At sixty-five!" cried the Auctioneer, leaning towards Grimes with his hammer poised, "at sixty-five Will you make it another pound, sir! come, what do you say?" "I say no sir!" returned the Corn-chandler, slowly, and impressively, "I say no, sir, I say make it another twenty pound, sir!"
"To be sure it would," said Bellew, and, sitting up, he pitched loaf, cheese, and clasp-knife back into the knap-sack, fastened it, slung it upon his shoulders, and rising, took up his stick. "Come on, my Porges," said he, "and, whatever you do keep your 'weather eye' on your uncle." "Where do you s'pose we'd better look first?" enquired Small Porges, eagerly.
"But hush, mum's the word, sir!" he broke off, and winking violently with a side-ways motion of the head, he took up his pitch-fork. Wherefore, glancing round, Bellew saw Anthea coming towards them, fresh and sweet as the morning. Her hands were full of flowers, and she carried her sun-bonnet upon her arm.
"Indeed!" said Mr. Cassilis, and his smile was even more supercilious than usual. "Yes, sir," nodded Bellew, "I do confess me a most fortunate, and happy, wight who, having wandered hither and yon upon this planet of ours, which is so vast, and so very small, has, by the most happy chance, found his way hither into Arcady." "And may I enquire how long you intend to lead this Arcadian existence?"
Saying which, the Sergeant halted, wheeled, opened a very small gate, and ushered Bellew into a very small garden bright with flowers, beyond which was a very small cottage indeed, through the open door of which there issued a most appetizing odour, accompanied by a whistle, wonderfully clear, and sweet, that was rendering "Tom Bowling" with many shakes, trills, and astonishing runs.
And presently, having turned down a grassy lane and crossed a small but very noisy brook that chattered impertinences among the stones and chuckled at them slyly from the shadows, they eventually came upon a small, and very lonely little cottage bowered in roses and honeysuckle, as are all the cottages hereabouts. But now Anthea paused, looking at Bellew with a dubious brow.
So just take a turn at the lee braces, and keep your weather eye lifting, for you may be sure of this, if the storm does come, it will bring the Money Moon with it." Then, having bidden Small Porges a cheery "Good-night" Bellew went out to walk among the roses. And, as he walked, he watched the flying wrack of clouds above his head, and listened to the wind that moaned in fitful gusts.
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