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Updated: April 30, 2025


The troopers got under arms in the market-place at this unexpected summons, while, with faces of anxiety and earnestness, Cornet Grahame, a kinsman of Claverhouse, and the Provost of the borough, followed by half-a-dozen soldiers, and town-officers with halberts, entered the apartment of Niel Blane. "Guard the doors!" were the first words which the Cornet spoke; "let no man leave the house.

Somehow, her face remained fixed in his memory, and many times since that evening he had found himself wondering who she was, what her story could be. He walked down to the bottom of the High Street, to where the trams swerved round a corner with a whirr and a jolt into the domain of the next borough council.

The master bootmakers, there were four in the borough, were decided; but the men could not be got at with any certainty. "Why should you wish to get at them?" demanded Sir Thomas. "No; of course not; one doesn't wish to get at them," said the gentleman from the club, "particularly as we are safe without them."

But he was a quick talker, and in order to keep him in line with his tongue, nature had made him quick of wit, quick in argument, and unconsciously quick in making and seeing loopholes for escape. He was at present perfectly comfortable in his anomalous position regarding a search round the sea-coast for a Jay he knew to be in the Brown Borough. "If I am going to work, I must go," said Anonyma.

But the mayor would not assent either to that. Old Mr. Bolton was the owner of the house, and if there was a nuisance to be complained of, it was he that must complain. The mayor during these days was much tried. The steady married people of the borough, the shopkeepers and their wives, the doctors and lawyers and clergymen, were in favour of Mr. and Mrs. Bolton.

"There spoke all Fairport in one voice!" exclaimed Oldbuck "it is the very spirit of the borough has infected us all; I think I have smelled the smoke these two days, that the wind has stuck, like a remora, in the north-east and its prejudices fly farther than its vapours.

Historically the very reverse of all this is really the case. So far is the University from being older than the city that Oxford had already seen five centuries of borough life before a student appeared within its streets. Instead of its prosperity being derived from its connection with the University, that connection has probably been its commercial ruin.

He represented to him the folly and dangerous consequences of the profligate life in which he had plunged himself, counselled him with great warmth to sell off his race-horses, which would otherwise insensibly eat him up; to retrench all superfluous expense, which would only serve to expose him to the ridicule and ingratitude of those who were benefited by it; to lay out his money upon secure mortgages, at good interest; and carry into execution his former design of standing candidate for a borough, at the ensuing election for a new parliament; in which case this nobleman promised to assist him with his influence and advice; assuring him, that, if he could once procure a seat in the house, he might look upon his fortune as already made.

"Well, then, it comes to the same thing," said the postillion; "or perhaps you know more than if you had been at college and your governor?" "My governor, as you call him," said I, "is dead." "And his borough interest?" "My father had no borough interest," said I; "had he possessed any, he would perhaps not have died as he did, honourably poor."

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