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It is going to be all the harder for me." Zulka nodded his head gravely. "You'd better fight at close range. It is harder, but quicker." He noted Calvert's riding costume at a glance and made a sudden resolve. "Better take a ride, old chap. Get yourself in condition. I'm busy to-day. Borrow Casimir's horse he's off for the morning. I think Natalie will be out on the road this way.
There were good horses entered against The Rogue. Major Calvert's Dixie, for instance, and Speedaway, the wonderful goer owned by that man Drake. Then there were half a dozen others all from well-known stables. There could be no doubt that "class" would be present in abundance at the Carter. And only he had so much at stake.
He rose for the supper was finished and the company beginning to move and laid his hand for an instant on Calvert's broad young shoulder. "Mr. Calvert," he said, half-mockingly, half-seriously, "do not be too hard upon us! There are some excuses to be made. In your country all things are new your laws, your habits, your civilization are yet plastic. See that you mould them well!
Snark and the major were in the middle seat, and the eminent lawyer was talking a veritable blue streak, occasionally flinging over his shoulder a bolstering remark in answer to one of Mrs. Calvert's questions, as his quick ear detected a preoccupation in Garrison's tones, and he sensed that there might be a sudden collapse to their rising fortunes.
Anyone approaching from the swamp behind the blind could enter unseen from Calvert's Favor. Not until they were back at the cove did any of them speak. "That antenna was odd," Steve said. "Did you ever see anything like it, Rick?" "Not exactly," Rick admitted. "It could be for TV, although it's an unusual design, or it could be some kind of ham rig, as Scotty said."
The phenomenon is probably to be explained by the capability of the different soils of retaining moisture, and, at the same time, by taking into account the distance of the localities from the seacoast. I called these plains "Calvert's Plains," after my companion, Mr. Calvert.
Morris, suddenly becoming grave and laying a kindly hand on Calvert's shoulder. "I misjudge him if he will take even a fair defeat at sport in the right spirit. Look out for him, Ned he will not play fair and he will not forget a grudge, or I am greatly deceived in him." But it was not of Monsieur le Baron's possible revenge or even of his cracked head that Mr.
He turned away carelessly, and, forcing himself through the crowd, was soon lost to sight. "There are many such," said Beaufort, gloomily, in answer to Calvert's look of inquiry. "What will you have? The winter has been one of unexampled, of never-ending cold. The government, the curés, the nobles have done much for the poor wretches, but it has been impossible to relieve the suffering.
It was Calvert's, saying, "I want you to understand, sir, that if we had not struck Lorimer's camp we should have starved to death. I saw the accident from a distance, and again it's my firm opinion that he ran the utmost risk to extricate Ormond. If the latter were my own brother I should consider myself indebted to him for life."
So, on the opposite western cape of the Chesapeake, shivered the Roman priests of Calvert's foundation, in the waste of old St. Mary's; the folds had left the shepherds, and fifty people only came to worship in the kirk of the earliest Presbyterians.
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