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He flew back to District Twelve, dropped his helicopter into the landing area, and made his way to his office. Inside, he went to a file, from which he took his spot-inspection folder. Carrying it to his desk, he checked it. Yes, Bond's sector was due for a spot inspection. Might be well to make a detailed check of one of the employees in that sector, too. Morely touched a button on his desk.
A scene of panic and hysteria followed below stairs, and, without Jane Bond's description of it, Mary knew the people were running out of the house as from a plague. She left her father with Masters, and strove to calm the frightened domestics. She spoke well, and explained that the event, horrible though it was, yet proved that no cause for their alarm any longer existed.
So that was another feather in Tom Bond's cap in a manner of speaking, for he'd made amazing sure of his ground and got himself safe planted in Jenny's affections without giving one sign, even to my eyes, that he was up to any wickedness. I knew he was clever, but shouldn't have thought anybody could be so clever as that with the woman of my choice.
"Why !" began Sammy, in astonishment; then she looked down and stammered, "Oh ," and finally she put her little hand in his and said simply: "Good-by." Therefore it was a surprise to Mr. van Soop to find himself entering Mrs. Bond's library just twenty-four hours later, and grasping the hands of the slender young woman who rose from a chair by the fire. "Sammy! You sent for me?"
Tryan will, poor dear man! 'It will be a heavy day for us all when that comes to pass, said Mrs. Pettifer. 'We shall never get anybody to fill up that gap. There's the new clergyman that's just come to Shepperton Mr. Parry; I saw him the other day at Mrs. Bond's. He may be a very good man, and a fine preacher; they say he is; but I thought to myself, What a difference between him and Mr. Tryan!
He withdrew in bitterness from such encounters. To-day Mr. Bond's honest sympathy with his outspoken conviction found a sensitive chord in the young man's stout-seeming heart. Conversation drifted to lesser things until the ample meal was finished, and the little company broke up. Mr.
See on this subject E.A. Bond's article in Archæologia, vol. xxviii., pp. 207-326; W.E. Rhodes, Italian Bankers in England under Edward I. and II. in Owens Coll. Historical Essays, pp. 137-68; and R.J. Whitwell, Italian Bankers and the English Crown in Transactions of Royal Hist. Soc., N.S., xvii. , pp. 175-234.
Is life to be allowed no natural expansion? Have you forgotten that, in refusing the new bond for the old bond's sake, the child may be simply wronging the parents, depriving them of another affection, another support, which ought to have been theirs? His tone was harsh, almost violent. It seemed to him that she grew suddenly white, and he grasped her more firmly still.
"And you, Mr. Fraser?" asked the evangelist. "Marylyn and I will wait for the Colonel. Won't be long, now. Shall you be here?" "I think not. The Indians go to Standing Rock next week. I go with them." "Poor Charley!" said Fraser, huskily. "He won't go, poor old chap!" "Hardly poor, Mr. Fraser." There was a triumphant ring in David Bond's voice. "Few men gain as much as he by death." "I know.
The next tableau showed him spurning the leper at his gate, and turning away in disgust from the beggar who "seemed the one blot on the summer morn." How Miss Bond's voice rang out when "the leper raised not the gold from the dust." "Better to me the poor man's crust. That is no true alms which the hand can hold. He gives nothing but worthless gold Who gives from a sense of duty."
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