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Updated: May 15, 2025
I heard one day that Briar Hills had just been opened and I pricked up my ears. Aha! It couldn't be long now before the bird would come homing. The notice of this home-coming reached me in the form of a wire. "Will arrive with party tomorrow. Have six bedrooms prepared for guests. Will explain when I see you." Six bedrooms! A house party in the very midst of his training! I couldn't understand.
She worked at her embroidery frame for a moment as though to attune herself to my mood and then: "Briar Hills can't hope for a visit which hasn't an ulterior purpose. What is it?" As usual she wasted no words and smiled benignly, a comfortable motherly smile at once quizzical and forgiving. "I did want to see you," I put in awkwardly. "It has been a long time "
"I was thinking of Punishment Day. And now I want to say something. I want to make the most tremendous confidence. I want to tell you the most tremendous secret." "Oh!" echoed both. "Light that candle, Briar," said Pauline. Briar crossed the room, struck a match, lit the candle, and then turned to see what her darling Paulie wished further. "Bring it right over here," said Pauline.
Never could go a blackberrying with other gals, but the first thing they were calling out, 'that Salina had got a bean' and there would be a great long briar dragging to the bottom of my frock. It was my luck always to have things hanging onto me. I wish you could see the ticks and burdock leaves that I have picked off from this identical dress since harvest."
"Shut up!" cried a voice from a remote corner. Buck looked over and saw a lean, dark man hugging his knees and smoking a well-burnt briar pipe. The same voice went on: "Guess you'd sicken most anybody, Beasley. You got a mean mind. Guess the Padre's a hell of a bully feller."
She said it was very little short of disgraceful to have ten girls running about the New Forest at their own sweet will, without any one to guide them." "Oh, what a nuisance the Step is!" said Rose, whose pet name was Briar. "Shouldn't I like to scratch her! Dear old Paddy! of course he knows how to manage us. Oh, here he comes the angel! Let's plant him down in our midst.
Gin'rally speaking, conjurers do things that are no use to anyone; wot I should like to see a conjurer do would be to make this 'ere empty mug full o' beer and this empty pipe full o' shag tobacco. That's wot I should ha' made bold to ask you to do if you'd been one." The traveller sighed, and, taking his short briar pipe from his mouth by the bowl, rapped three times upon the table with it.
"He is another Amadis de Jocelyn! and he is actually connected with a branch of the same family! HIS ancestor was the brother of that very Amadis who lies buried at Briar Farm! Is it not strange that I should have met him! and he is going to paint my portrait!" "Is he indeed!" and Lord Blythe did not look impressed "I thought he was a landscape man."
Here he remained till dark, smoking his briar, watching the dirty, ragged children of the wretched wage-slaves at play; observing the exploited men and women on the park-benches, as they sought a little fresh air and respite from toil; and pondering the problems that still lay before him.
He had returned early from the market town where he had stayed the night, eager to explain to her all the details of the business he had gone through with the lawyer to whom his Uncle Hugo had entrusted his affairs, and to tell her how admirably everything had been arranged for the prosperous continuance of Briar Farm on the old traditional methods of labour by which it had always been worked to advantage.
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