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We have never had a boarder before, and Miss Anthea, bless her dear soul! was a little nervous about it. And here's the Sergeant!" "I er beg your pardon ?" said Bellew. "The Sergeant!" repeated Miss Priscilla, with a prim little nod, "Sergeant Appleby, late of the Nineteenth Hussars, a soldier every inch of him, Mr. Bellew, with one arm over there by the peaches."
You were the only buyer at the sale I understand." "Who bought anything, yes," nodded Bellew. "And pray what was your object, you a stranger?"
Snow that had come to stay lay six inches on the ground, and the ice was forming in quiet ponds, despite the fierce gales that blew. It was in the late afternoon, during a lull in such a gale, that Kit and John Bellew helped the cousins load the boat and watched it disappear down the lake in a snow-squall. "And now a night's sleep and an early start in the morning," said John Bellew.
Bellew, watching all this from where he sat screened from the throng by a great carved sideboard, and divers chairs, and whatnots, drew rather harder at his pipe, and, chancing to catch Adam's eye, beckoned him to approach.
"And I think it would have broken his heart if he had never found it," said Bellew, "and I couldn't let that happen, could I?" Anthea did not answer, and he saw that her eyes were very bright in the shadow of her lashes though she kept them lowered to the rose in her fingers. "Anthea!" said he, suddenly, and reached out his hand to her. But she started and drew from his touch.
"Surely, where both parties are anxious, and there's no opposition, it can't be difficult." "Good Lord!" said Mr. Paramor. "But I've seen Bellew; I saw him yesterday. I'm sure I can get him to admit anything you want!" Mr. Paramor drew his breath between his teeth. "Did you ever," he said drily, "hear of what's called collusion?" Gregory got up and paced the room.
If that there Job crosses my path to-morrer well let 'im look out, that's all!" saying which, Adam doubled up a huge, knotted fist and shook it at an imaginary Job. "Adam," said Bellew, in the same thoughtful tone, "I wonder if you would do something for me?" "Anything you ax me, sir, so long as you don't want me to " "I want you to buy some of that furniture for me."
Bellew, sitting on the shaft of a cart with his back against a rick, listened to this narration with an air of dreamy abstraction, but Adam's quick eyes noticed that despite the unruffled serenity of his brow, his chin seemed rather more prominent than usual. "So that was why you were feeling gloomy, was it, Adam?" "Ah! an' enough to make any man feel gloomy, I should think.
"I ought to warn you that Mrs. Dibbin is very old, and sometimes a little queer, and sometimes says very surprising things." "Excellent!" nodded Bellew, holding the little gate open for her, "very right and proper conduct in a witch, and I love surprises above all things." But Anthea still hesitated, while Bellew stood with his hand upon the gate, waiting for her to enter.
"Very remarkable!" said Bellew. Sir, my comrade Peterday is a very remarkable man, most cobblers are. When he's not cobbling, he's reading, when not reading, he's cobbling, or mending clocks, and watches, and, betwixt this and that, my comrade has picked up a power of information, though he lost his leg a doing of it in a gale of wind off the Cape of Good Hope, for my comrade was a sailor, sir.
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