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'They were hunting the poor beast to death I believe he's no more mad than I am only with the fright but best make sure. 'Fetch some milk, Lucy, said Albinia. 'Take Maurice with you. No, don't take the poor thing down to the river, he'll only think you are going to drown him. Go, Maurice dear. Maurice safe, Albinia was able to find ready expedients after Sir Fowell Buxton's celebrated example.
We'll have to rustle some before we've got the Professor out o' the hands o' these people who want to jump his claim." "You feel certain my father is here, Buck?" "Three times as certain as when we started," replied Risley. "Mr. Buxton's kept the search going, and found nothing. Very good.
Maggie was conscientious in trying to find out the identical glass; but I am afraid Nancy was not quite so truthful in avouching that one of the six, exactly similar, which were now placed on the tray, was the same she had found on the dresser, when she came back from telling her mistress of Mr. Buxton's arrival. Maggie carried in the water, with a shy pride in the clearness of the glass.
"They left at eight o'clock, sir." Mr. Buxton's attention was attracted to these two gentlemen. "Go and find out where they came from," he said, "and let me know after dinner." The man bowed and left the room, and almost immediately the dinner-bell rang.
Buxton's conception appealed to him from its very audacity. This great spiritual kingdom, striding on its way, trampling down the barriers of temperament and nationality, disregarding all earthly limitations and artificial restraints, imperiously dominating the world in spite of the world's struggles and resentment this, after all, as he thought over it, was well was a new aspect of affairs.
Hayne's lights were burning until long after midnight, and that, dropping in there, they had found him seated at his desk with a green shade over his eyes, studying by the aid of two student-lamps; "boning to be a general, probably," was the comment of captains of Buxton's calibre, who, having grown old in the service and in their own ignorance, were fiercely intolerant of lieutenants who strove to improve in professional reading instead of spending their time making out the company muster-rolls and clothing-accounts, as they should do.
He was a quiet, stern-looking man, of considerable intelligence and refinement, and so much taste for music as to charm Erminia, who had rather dreaded his visit. But all the amenities of life were put aside when he entered Mr. Buxton's sanctum his "office," as he called the room where he received his tenants and business people. Frank thought Mr.
Buxton's conversation was very considerable. He had managed to keep his temper very well during the actual interview; but he broke out alone afterwards, at first with an angry contempt.
Buxton to the top of her bent for thinking of sending him away to America. There was a silence when he came in which was insupportable to him. He looked up with clouded eyes, that dared not meet Mr. Buxton's. "I am here, sir, to learn what you wish me to do. Maggie says I am to go to America; if that is where you want to send me, I'm ready." Mr. Buxton wished himself away as heartily as Edward.
She said that he had been instrumental in rescuing from infidelity many young men whose minds had become unsettled; that he was a devoted and laborious clergyman, exerting himself, without any cessation, for the good of his parish. After the company were gone I tried to get some rest, as my labors were not yet over, we being engaged to dine at Sir Edward Buxton's.
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