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"I was coming to the Hall to report to you after I had been in to the superintendent." "What is it?" "There has been a burglary at Mrs. Hornblower's, sir. If you please, sir," to Julius, "when is the Reverend Mr. Bowater expected home?" "Not before Monday. Is anything of his taken?" "Yes, sir.
Neither of them, nor indeed any other living creature, knew of a little episode which had occurred about eighteen months previously, when Joanna Bowater had been taking care of Mrs Poynsett during Raymond's first absence from home after her accident.
Julius and Herbert want him to enlist, and I believe he would, but his mother as they all do thinks that the last degradation; but she might listen if Captain Bowater came and told her about his own regiment cavalry too and the style of men in it and it is the only chance for him." Philip made a wry face. "You see I took him up and let him down," said Herbert, sadly and earnestly.
The adaptations of the town-hall and the bringing in of beds were done by one strong carpenter and Mrs. Duncombe's man Alexander, whom she had brought with her, and who proved an excellent orderly; and the few who would consent, or did not resist occupying the beds there, were carried in by Herbert Bowater and a strapping young doctor who had come down for this fever pasture. There Mrs.
Bowater are satisfied, I care for little else," said Archie. "But your position, my dear," said Mrs. Poynsett. "We don't care much about a man's antecedents, within a few years, out in the colonies, dear Aunt Julia," said Archie, smiling. "You aren't going back?" "That depends," said Archie, his eyes seeking Joanna's; "but I don't see what there is for me to do here.
"You mean that we should have plenty of fun and, in fact, drum out the rights of woman." "At any rate, present a counter attraction. You and Charlie and your brothers, with the Bowaters, might do something?" "Trust me!" cried Rosamond. "Oh! I am so thankful to Mr. Bowater.
Poynsett or Miss Bowater may have schemed is nothing to me," said Cecil, with all her childish dignity. "People talk of Irish imagination," said Rosamond in her lazy meditative tone. "Well?" demanded Cecil, sharply. "Only it is not my Irish imagination that has devised this dreadful picture of the artful Jenny and Mrs. Poynsett spinning their toils to entrap the whole five brothers.
There were still so many eager to visit the magic cave, that Julius trusted his wife would remain there sheltered from the report; Jenny Bowater was behind a stand of trees, acting orchestra; but when Terry came to the outskirts of the forest in search of other knights of the whistle, Julius laid a hand on him, and gave instructions in case any rumour should reach Rosamond to let her know how vague it was, tell her that he was going to ascertain the truth, and beg her to keep up the game and cause no alarm.
It was a temporizing speech, to avoid showing her total ignorance. Mr. Bowater cleared his throat. "Young folk may like freedom of action, but it don't always follow that it is good for them. I hope she won't get Raymond into a scrape, that's all committing him and herself to a course of lectures by that Yankee woman on woman's rights."
The nursing-staff still consisted of the Sisters, Herbert Bowater, Mrs. Duncombe and her man-servant.
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