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Cameron's manner one of gay and nervous bravado. "Come, Cameron," said Dunn sadly, "what does this mean? You're not serious; you're not chucking your year?" "Just that, dear fellow, and nothing less. Might as well as be ploughed." "And what then are you going to do?" Dunn's voice was full of a great pity. "What about your people? What about your father?
Neither Alvez nor the mongrel could know anything yet of this exploration of Cameron's and of Stanley's; but what they did know, what they said, what Mrs. Weldon heard, and what was of such great interest to her in a word, what had sustained her in her refusal to subscribe at once to Negoro's demands, was this: Before long, very probably, Dr. David Livingstone would arrive at Kazounde.
Another Nor'-Wester plan was put into effect. Cameron's comrade, Alexander Macdonell, now arrived from the Western plains leading it was said, a band of Cree Indians. The Crees are stubborn and determined warriors, but they are also crafty. The Indians respect authority and in this case they were not very sure who had the authority. The Indians declined the offer, and the report proved untrue.
The Indians then returned to the forest, and the white men galloped back to their camp among the hills. Not long after the events related in the last chapter, our four friends, Dick, and Joe, and Henri, and Crusoe, agreed to become for a time members of Walter Cameron's band of trappers.
"You can see," said old Anthony, "why I am interested in your views, or perhaps I should say, in Willy Cameron's. Does your father's passion for uplift, for instance, extend to you?" "Why won't you be elected, father?" "Partly because my name is Cardew." Old Anthony chuckled. "What!" he exclaimed, "after the bath-house and gymnasium you have built at the mill?
Murchiston, who had been the governess of the Cameron twins since their babyhood, and was now to remain in the great house "Outlook" Mr. Macy Cameron's home, as housekeeper, while his son and daughter were away at school.
It was all paltry and pitiful outwardly, and yet, as he looked about, observing this, what he saw had no hold on his mind, which was occupied with Cameron's words; and under their influence, the scene, and the meaning of the scene, changed as his mood changed in sympathy. A hymn began to rise. One woman's voice first breathed it; other voices mingled with hers till they were all singing.
There was a blur before Marian's eyes, a pressure about her heart which seemed congealing into stone, but she tried to stammer out something, bending over the tiny thing. Wilford Cameron's child, which she could not see for the thick blackness around her.
His vanity declined to believe that his old power over Lily was gone, but he had held a purely physical dominance over so many women that he knew both his strength and his limitations. What he could not understand, what had kept him awake so many nights since he had seen her, was her recoil from him on Willy Cameron's announcement.
"He was the doctor whom Jamie talked so much about," she said; "the doctor whom the family met in Paris," dwelling so long on Dr. Grant and discussing him so volubly that Phillips and the other servants lost sight entirely of what had struck them a little oddly, to wit: that Mrs. Wilford should leave Father Cameron's if she was so very sick. It was Esther who met Mrs.
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