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"Break them," said Kenelm, resignedly, but at the same time falling back into a formidable attitude of defence, which cooled the pugnacity of his accuser. Mr. Bovill sank into his chair, and wiped his forehead. Kenelm craftily pursued the advantage he had gained, and in mild accents proceeded to reason, "When you recover your habitual serenity of humour, Mr.
Bovill goes into much detail on the subject of the "Pass Laws." I should much desire to reproduce his chapter on that subject, if it were not too long. That system must be wholly abolished, he says: "it is at present worse than any conditions under which slavery exists. It is a criminal-making law.
If she had not put her spoke into my wheel, she would have lived to be 'my lady. Now good-day, sir." "Mr. Bovill, you offered to shake hands: shake hands now, and promise me, with the good grace of one honourable combatant to another, that Miss Elsie shall go to her aunt the schoolmistress at once if she wishes it.
Captain Bovill died praising God, and with him three stout lads out of Somerset. I escaped and tell you the tale." Raleigh meditation. With a sudden motion he rose to his feet and stared through the port, which was now tremulous with the foreglow of the tropic dawn. He put his head out and sniffed the sweet cold air. Then he turned to his companion. "You know the road back to the city?"
In fact a more shrewd man of business than Mr. Bovill is seldom met with on 'Change or in market. "I travel on foot to please myself, sir," answered Kenelm, curtly, and unconsciously set on his guard. "Of course you do," cried Mr. Bovill, with a jovial laugh. "But it seems you don't object to a chaise and pony whenever you can get them for nothing, ha, ha! excuse me, a joke." Herewith Mr.
At the end, when hope was gone, you would hear little splashes in the waters as this man or that put his treasures into eternal hiding. A Spanish sword was like to have cleft my skull, but before I lost my senses I noted Captain Bovill tearing the chart in shreds and using them to hold down the last charges for his matchlock.
Bovill, still in excellent good-humour, abruptly changed the conversation to general matters, agricultural prospects, chance of a good harvest, corn trade, money market in general, politics, state of the nation.
"Sir, you are mocking me: John Bovill is not a man to be jeered in this way. You shall marry the girl. I'll not have her thrust back upon me to be the plague of my life with her whims and tantrums. You have taken her, and you shall keep her, or I'll break every bone in your skin."
Kenelm shouldered the knapsack he had deposited in a corner of the room, inquired for the telegraph-office, despatched a telegram to Mr. Bovill, obtained a bedroom at the Commercial Hotel, and fell asleep, muttering these sensible words, "Rouchefoucauld was perfectly right when he said, 'Very few people would fall in love if they had not heard it so much talked about."
Bovill, in a changed and sullen tone; "I am not quite the madman you think me. But I dare say I have been too hasty and too rough. Nevertheless the facts are as I have stated them, and I do not see how, as a man of honour, you can get off marrying my niece.
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