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"That I can't find out. There's your father, my love." There was the noise of horses' feet and merry voices in the little gravelled yard behind the house, heard above a joyous barking of dogs. Sam ran out to hold his father's horse, and soon came into the room again, accompanied by his father and Captain Brentwood.
"Suppose," said Captain Brentwood, "that we seize the fellow, and it isn't him after all?" "Then," said the Major, "an action for false imprisonment would lie sir, decidedly. But we will chance it."
In the summer of 1232 he was deprived of his office of Justiciar, and dragged from a chapel at Brentwood where threats of death had driven him to take sanctuary. A smith who was ordered to shackle him stoutly refused. "I will die any death," he said, "before I put iron on the man who freed England from the stranger and saved Dover from France."
He was the bearer of an invitation to Brentwood and his sister's wedding, but Miss Fairfax was not able to accept it. She had just accepted an invitation to Fairfield. Lady Latimer was in possession of all the facts and circumstances of her guest's position when she arrived at Fairfield.
"You have got to shoot him first," said the Major. "I'll soon do that," said the Doctor, bursting into the room-door. "How do you do, all of you? Sam, glad to see you back again. Brentwood, you are welcome to your own house. Get me your gun where is it?" "In my bedroom," said the Captain. The Doctor went off after it.
Women have no chance of being ambitious on their own account, have they?" "Oh yes. Women are as ambitious of rank, riches, and power as men are; and some are ambitious of doing what they imagine to be great deeds. You will probably meet one at Brentwood, a most beautiful lady she is a Mrs. Chiverton." Bessie's countenance flashed: "She was a Miss Hiloe, was she not Ada Hiloe? I knew her.
"But are you wise to trust this man? Do you know anything about him?" "Brentwood has known him these ten years, and trusts him entirely; though, I believe, he has been a convict. If you are determined to come with us, Stockbridge, I will call him up and examine him about the route. William Lee, just step here a moment." A swarthy and very powerfully built man came up.
"Yes," he promised; and this time he got away. Much to Elinor's relief, and quite as much, perhaps, to Penelope's, Mrs. Brentwood tired of Breezeland Inn in less than a fortnight and began to talk of returning to the apartment house in the capital.
She hummed a soft little tune, and for the first time submitted patiently to the assiduities of the experienced waiting-woman. Mrs. Betts did not fail to make her own reflections thereupon, and to interpret favorably Miss Fairfax's evidently happy preoccupation. There was rejoicing at Brentwood that evening.
"Why, I didn't exactly send her," he began, uneasily. "I don't really know her very well. You see, I'm just a student at the university and of course I don't know a great many girls in the city. I thought it would be nice if some girl would call on Miss Brentwood; she seemed so alone. I thought another girl would understand and be able to comfort her."
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