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I believe there are scores of delightful spots at Bridetown within a walk, and I'm always too busy to see them." "That's certain. I could show you scores." "I ought to know the place I live in, better. I don't even know the soil I walk on awful ignorance."
"He'll tell you himself, I should hope. And if he doesn't, no doubt there will be plenty of other people to do so. But don't meet trouble half way. Shall you be back to tea?" "Probably not. I'm going to Bridetown this afternoon. I have an appointment with Best. He was to see some machinery that sounded all right; but he's very conservative and I can always trust him to be on the safe side.
He wants everything for nothing, Mister Ironsyde does. He wants you for nothing." "He's a beast, and I hate him, and he'll know I hate him some day." "Don't hate him. He's not worth hating." "I will hate him, I tell you. But for him I'd be the great man in Bridetown when he dies. Mister Baggs told me that." "You mustn't give heed to what people say. You've got mother to look after you."
His arms were round her and he felt her hot cheek against his. They were young in love and dared not look into each other's eyes. But she kissed him back, and then, as he released her, she ran away, slipped through the wicket, where they stood and hastened off by the lane to Bridetown. He glowed at her touch and panted at his triumph.
The warehouse of Bridetown Mill adjoined the churchyard wall and its northern windows looked down upon the burying ground. The store came first and then the foreman's home, a thatched dwelling bowered in red and white roses, with the mill yard in front and a garden behind. From these the works were separated by the river.
Upon examining it, with respect to the problem of leaving Bridetown for Abel's sake, which Ernest had now raised, she discovered a very keen disinclination to depart.
Then, where the road forked from Bridetown and an arm left it for West Haven, at a point two hundred yards from outlying farm-houses, a young, slight figure leapt from the hedge, stood firmly in the road and stopped Raymond's horse. The moonlight was clear and showed Ironsyde his son.
Perhaps, if you looked deeper into yourself, you'd find it was your own peace, rather than his, that's making you wish us away from Bridetown. At any rate, that's how one or two have seen and said it, when they heard how everybody was at me to go.
I'll go to-morrow, and the boy will know nothing save that I've got him a good job." "He can begin next month; and that will help him every way, I hope." So things fell out, and within a month Abel was at work. He believed his mother solely responsible for this occupation. She had yet to find a home at Bridport, so he came and went from Bridetown.
But while Ironsyde left Bridetown and lived henceforth at Bridport, that he might develop further interests in the spinning trade, Ernest had been well content to remain there, enjoy his regular income and live at 'The Magnolias, his father's old-world house, beside the river. His tastes were antiquarian and literary.
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