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"I am glad now that the Hall will be mine," she said, "glad even that it wasn't left to Will, for who knows how he would have looked at it. There is but one thing to be done: you must see that yourself. At grandfather's death the place must go back to its rightful owners." "To its rightful owners!" he repeated in amazement, and rose to his feet. "To the Blakes.
You would like to have a spread for your Mill Road pensioners; possibly at the Blakes or among some of them, and thereby utilize our overplus of provisions. Have I read aright?" My face flushed hotly, for this certainly had been in my mind for days; but I had not courage to make the request. "You do not answer my question," he said, after awhile, seeing me stand silent.
"But we have mainly to do with ourselves. How can we help wondering if our particular barque on the voyage of life is to be a success or not?" "It lies with ourselves whether it is or no." "But persons like Mrs. Larkum and the Blakes, how can they have a successful voyage, when they are so poor and lowly?"
There's such a dim light we could hardly read the cards in the door plates, and we was pawin' around, dazed, when a husky bleached blonde comes sailin' out of an apartment. "Will you please tell me which is the Blakes' bell?" asks Vee. "Blakes?" says the blonde. "Don't know 'em." "Perhaps we're on the wrong floor," I suggests. But about then a door opens and out peers Lucy Lee herself.
Some of the young ones had been Philip's scholars viz., the Boyles and the Blakes. They were friends of the Bartons, and Old John, the ex-flogger, trained them in the art of cattle-lifting. His teaching was far more successful than that of Philip's, and when in course of time Hugh Boyle appeared in the dock on a charge of horse-stealing, I was pained but not surprised.
But then your heart might prove too tender to tear your pets to pieces in order to find out their secrets." "I did not know my heart was specially tender." "I only judged so from your sympathy for the Blakes. Only think, mother, Miss Selwyn was prophesying the time when I should be mourning over a departed wife." "You must not mind Hubert, Miss Selwyn.
"I killed Bill Fletcher" he gave out flatly enough. What he could not give was an explanation of his unaccountable presence at the Hall so nearly upon midnight. When the question was first put to him he sneered and shrugged his shoulders with the hereditary gesture of the Blakes. "Why was he there? Well, why wasn't he there?" That was all.
"You don't really suppose anybody will try to keep Momsey from getting it?" "Exactly that," said her father. "The Blakes are a widely scattered clan. There are probably a number of people as close in blood-tie to the old man who has just died as your mother, my dear. These people may all bob up, one after another, to dispute Momsey's claim." "But, dear me!" gasped Nan.
"It will hurt your corn worse than it would my beans," said Mab. "I hope it doesn't hail, too, Hal." But two or three days after that, one evening when the Blakes were sitting on the steps after having worked in the garden, there came from the West low mutterings of thunder. Then the lightning began to flash and Daddy Blake said: "We are going to have a shower, I think.
Smith, warmly; for she saw that he was in a sociable mood, and thought it a pity that the Blakes should not profit by it. "Yes, indeed; I should like it of all things, and it needn't cost much, for I have some skill in trimmings, as you know." And Miss Kent looked so gay and pretty as she spoke that Mr. Chrome made up his mind that millinery must be a delightful occupation.
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