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Lee always paid me the high compliment of touching his hat to me, for old Devon' sake, I suppose. "How's all at Toonarbin, Lee?" I asked. "Well and hearty, sir. How is yourself, sir?" "Getting older, Lee. Nothing worse than that. Dick, I am going on to Captain Brentwood's. If you like to go back to Toonarbin and stay a day or two with Lee, you can do so."
In short, summer had come with a vengeance; every one felt hot, idle, and thirsty, and "there was nothing doing." Now that broad cool verandah of Captain Brentwood's, with its deep recesses of shadow, was a place not to be lightly spoken of. Any man once getting footing there, and leaving it, except on compulsion, would show himself of weak mind.
When the terrible news comes to her young lover, he is at Baroona, which by the shortest road is ten miles from Brentwood's. What start have the bushrangers had, and will they arrive before him? Sam's noble horse, Widderin, a horse with a pedigree a hundred years old, stood in the stable.
If you were, I should never give you a moment's peace until you consented to take a partnership with me. It's as plain as day, now." "Is it? Then I wish you would make it appear so to me. I am not half as subtile as you give me credit for being." "Yet you worked this out." "That was easy enough; after I had seen Mrs. Brentwood's letter, and yours from Mr. Hunnicott.
What would Mr. Kent advise her to do write again? Kent smiled inwardly at the good lady's definition of "legal advice," but he rose promptly to the occasion. If he were in Mrs. Brentwood's place, he would not write again; nor would he pay any attention whatever to any similar proposals from any source. Had there been any others? Mrs.
On the part of the independent men assisting, there were Charles Hawker killed, Doctor Mulhaus shot in the left arm, and Jim with his leg broke; so that, on that evening, Captain Brentwood's house was like a hospital. Captain Brentwood set his son's leg, under Dr. Mulhaus' directions, the Doctor keeping mighty brave, though once or twice his face twisted with pain, and he was nearly fainting.
They were all gone, she said, over to Captain Brentwood's, and goodness gracious knew when they would be back again. Mrs. Hawker and Mr. Charles were gone with them. For her part, she should not be sorry when Mr. Sam brought Miss Brentwood over for good and all. The house was terrible lonesome when they were all away. I remarked, "Oho!" and asked whether she knew if Mr.
I am going down to look after Ellen." During these few moments, Sam had stood stupified. He stepped up to the Sergeant, and said, "Would you tell me which way they went from the Mayfords'?" "Down the river, sir." "Ah!" said Sam; "towards Captain Brentwood's, and Alice at home, and alone! There may be time yet." He ran out of the room and I after him.
Kent had a sharp little tussle with his inborn reticence, thrust it to the wall and told a plain tale. "It begins in a piece of reckless folly. Shortly after I left Mrs. Brentwood's last Thursday evening I had a curious experience. The shortest way down-town is diagonally through the capitol grounds, but some undefinable impulse led me to go around on the Capitol Avenue side.
That guy with the specs was I, and I got my face mashed, too, though I had the presence of mind to take off my glasses at the first. My! but we did receive a trouncing as we scattered in all directions. Brentwood, Halstead, and I fled away for the machine. Brentwood's nose was bleeding, while Halstead's cheek was cut across with the scarlet slash of a black-snake whip.
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