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Inland are the Binstead quarries, whose stone was in demand in the Middle Ages and built parts of Winchester Cathedral, Beaulieu Abbey, and Christchurch; also, here are the scanty remains of Quarr Abbey.
In a corner, Parker, a grave, lean individual, bent over the chafing-dish, in which he was preparing for his employer and his guest their simple lunch. "Brewster," said Professor Binstead, pausing at the mantelpiece. Mr. Brewster looked up amiably. He was in placid mood to-day.
The pier-head was crowded with people who had come there to enjoy the sea-breeze without the inconvenience of being tossed about in a vessel. The town rises on a steep hill from the shore, with woods on both sides, and looks very picturesque. To the west is the pretty village of Binstead, with its church peeping out among the trees.
He sat staring at the telegram, his mouth open. His friend eyed him solicitously. "No bad news, I hope?" Mr. Brewster gurgled in a strangled way. "Bad news? Bad ? Here, read it for yourself." Professor Binstead, one of the three most inquisitive men in New York, took the slip of paper with gratitude. "'Returning New York to-day with darling Archie," he read. "'Lots of love from us both.
"I'll bear it in mind," said Professor Binstead. "It may cost you a lot of money. I suppose you know that." "I told you I don't care what it costs." "It's nice to be a millionaire," sighed Professor Binstead. "Luncheon is served, sir," said Parker. He had stationed himself in a statutesque pose behind Mr. Brewster's chair, when there was a knock at the door.
It was a small thing, he reflected philosophically, but it had made quite a stir in the world. Mr. Brewster fermented for a while without speaking. "So," he said, at last, in a voice trembling with self-pity, "I have been to all this trouble " "And expense," put in Professor Binstead, gently. "Merely to buy back something which had been stolen from me!
"Absolutely in person! We were bidding against each other like the dickens till we managed to get together and get acquainted. And then this bird this gentleman sailed in and started to slip it across us." Professor Binstead chuckled the care-free chuckle of a man who sees all those around him smitten in the pocket, while he himself remains untouched.
It was by means of barges that much of the stone was brought for the building of the numerous churches and monastic buildings. This was brought from the Binstead Quarries in the Isle of Wight, from the Purbeck Quarries in Dorset, and possibly from Portland as well.
According to another account the six bells were melted down, fresh metal added, and from this the larger peal of eight bells was cast. It is said to be in perfect condition now, the tenor bell weighing 26 cwt. The stone of which the Abbey Church is built, was quarried at Binstead, in the Isle of Wight. These quarries are now entirely worked out, so that no stone can be obtained thence for repairs.
The house that Lady Latimer always occupied on her visits to Ryde was away from the town and the pier, amongst the green fields going out towards Binstead. It had a shaded garden down to the sea, and a landing-place of its own when the tide was in.
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