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For an instant, and but for an instant, eye met eye, and glance encountered glance: the Master of Burrell was overthrown, and looked round for some relief; but like other sinners, when the hour of retribution comes, he found none; for those he next saw were Dalton, Fleetword, and Robin Hays.
"I'm broke," said the man, but at the note in his voice Poleon Doret's muscles tightened, and Burrell, who also read a sinister message in the tone, slid his heavy service revolver from its holster beneath his coat. He had never done this thing before, and it galled him.
"Walter, Walter!" exclaimed Constance, clasping her hands. "I crave your pardon, Lady," said Burrell, without altering his tone; "but do not thus alarm yourself: my sword shall not again be drawn upon a low and confirmed malignant.
Burrell says it was his mother's engagement ring; but, then, gems are all second-hand a hundred-hand a thousand-hand for that." "Burrell! You take my breath away! Burrell! The man who has a bank in Threadneedle Street?" "The same." "Good gracious, Elizabeth! You have made all our fortunes! You noble girl! I did not know he was thinking of you." "He was waiting for me. Destiny, Roland.
She was too proud to ask questions, and Miss Burrell volunteered no information, but smiled to herself as at an interesting reminiscence. It seemed as though what she had heard had been of a distinctly pleasant character!
Fleetword little comprehended the meaning of this last sentence; but drawing forth a pocket Bible, which on more than one occasion had given much trouble to Sir Willmott Burrell, he told him he had considered that admirable portion of the Scripture touching the duty of husband and wife, so well set forth therein, and that he had composed a discourse thereon, which he meant to deliver unto them after the holy ceremony, but that he would now expound much upon the subject, as they journeyed homeward.
Suppose I marry at once But how? Lady Cecil not many weeks dead! I must manage it, however," he continued, pacing the apartment, while Robin, who had ascertained the impossibility of rousing the ill-governed menials from their state of hopeless debauchery, amused himself by counting the number of times the Master of Burrell walked up and down the room.
You proceed in exactly the same manner with the other cardinal points, East, South and West, and that is what is called 'boxing the compass. Do you think you understand, Miss Burrell?" "I have at least a start," replied Harriet smilingly. "I haven't," declared Tommy with emphasis. "I couldn't thpeak at all if I repeated that awful thtuff."
We have elsewhere had occasion to mention an old tower that supported Gull's Nest, in which Barbara Iverk found shelter the evening she did her lady's errand to the Crag: as Burrell and his companion turned the corner by this tower, Zillah Ben Israel, still habited as a boy, but wearing a tunic of cloth that reached below her knee, stood before him!
"Robin," said Dalton, taking the Ranger aside, "if this most loathsome marriage cannot be stayed if what I mean to do should fail my daughter must seek another home and another protector. Were Miss Cecil to become the wife of Sir Willmott Burrell, under their roof Barbara should not bide the kite's nest is a bad shelter for the ring-dove."
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