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A silence ensued, which neither Miss Nugent nor Lord Colambre seemed able or willing to break. "Very good company, faith, you three! One of ye asleep, and the other two saying nothing, to keep one awake. Colambre, have you no Dublin news? Grace, have you no Buxton scandal? What was it Lady Clonbrony told us you'd tell us, about the oddness of Miss Broadhurst's settling her marriage?
"What devil's work is this?" demanded Blake, glaring intuitively at Buxton. "These people resisted my guards, and had to take the consequences," said Buxton, with surly yet shaken dignity. "What were the guards doing here? What, in God's name, are you doing here?" demanded Blake, forgetful of all consideration of rank and command in the face of such evident catastrophe.
Now, mother, don't you see how much better it will be for me to go into Mr. Bish's office? Harry Bish has spoken to his father about it." Mrs. Browne sighed. "What will Mr. Buxton say?" asked she, dolefully. "Say! Why don't you see it was he who first put it into my head, by telling me that first Christmas holidays, that I should be his agent. That would be something, would it not?
Two nights after this, as Captain Buxton was sulkily going the rounds of the sentries he made a discovery which greatly enlivened an otherwise uneventful tour as officer of the day.
Hurley had turned very red and glared at Buxton the first time the two met at the club-room, but the bulky captain speedily found cover under which to retire, and never again showed himself in general society until the engineer with the scientific attainments as a boxer as well as road-builder was safely out of the post. And yet there came a day very soon when Mr.
Eugene was walking up and down with Kate Bernard. It is necessary to listen to what the latter couple were saying. "This is sad news, Kate," Eugene said. "Why are you going to leave us?" "My aunt wants me to go with her to Buxton in September, and we're going to have a few days on the river before that." "Then we shall not meet again for some time?" "No. Of course I shall write to you."
Edward Buxton, at the 50th anniversary of the Historical-Genealogical Society of Boston, and at Nantucket, before the Bostonian Society and at the Congregational Clubs, before Press Associations, Legislative and Congressional Committees, on Social and Labor questions, and at the Congress held in Chicago for the promotion of international commerce between the countries of North and South America, Carleton reached first an audience, and then, through the types, wider circles of readers.
"I trust there is no mistake," said the magistrate again nervously. "You may well trust so," said the other; "it will be a grievous thing for you, sir, otherwise." "Indeed, Mr. Buxton, I think you know I am no bigot. I was sent for by Mr. Lackington last night. I could not refuse. It was not my wish " "Yet you have issued your warrant, and are here in person to execute it.
Very serious injuries to heads and limbs were sustained, but no lives were lost, and Coxwell himself, after being laid up at Buxton, got home on crutches. It was the year 1862, and the scientific world in England determined once again on attempting observational work in connection with balloons.
"I believe they are though," said Edward. "But after what Mr. Buxton promised this morning, it does not signify." "He did not promise anything," said Maggie. Edward turned sharply to her, and looked at her. Then he went and took hold of her wrists with no gentle grasp, and spoke to her through his set teeth. "What do you mean, Maggie? what do you mean?" Speak, can't you?"
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