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Updated: June 10, 2025
"Naseby was over, and, so the legend goes, Prince Rupert found himself desperately situated and in dire peril of capture by Cromwell's troops, under one Colonel Carfax, a near neighbour of Rupert Littimer; indeed, the Carfax estates still run parallel with the property round Littimer Castle. "Now, Carfax was hated by all those who were attached to the fortunes of the King.
That's the sort o' stuff you could go in for damn interestin'. I'd like to listen to a bit of it, although they'd laugh if they heard me say so, but what I'm gettin' at is that there ain't any clever fellers in this old bundle o' bricks, and Carfax's death proves it." "How does it prove it?" asked Dune. "Why, don't you see, they'd have made more of Carfax.
Carfax also had had probably, at the bottom of his dirty, ignoble soul, more honest affection for Craven than for any one in the world. He had tried to behave himself in that ingenuous youth's company. Now young Craven, disturbed, unhappy, anxious, stood in Olva's door. "I say, Dune, I hope I'm not disturbing you?" "Not a bit." "It's a rotten time to come." Craven came in and sat down.
Nap, are you mad?" He gave her a queer look. "By no means, Lady Carfax, though I believe I should be if I went any farther with you. You stay here while I go and investigate." He would have left her with the words, but on the instant desperation seized Anne. Her strained nerves would not bear this. She caught his arm, holding him fast. "You must not! You shall not!
For it seemed to him that above him, around him, always before him and behind him there was a grey shadow, and that as men approached him this shadow, bending, whispered, and, as they came to him, they flung at him a frightened glance . . . and passed. If only he might take the arm of any one of those bright and careless young men and say to him, "I killed Carfax thus and thus it was."
"Nothing of this came out at the inquest, because the ring story was hushed up, and Heritage was not called because he had nothing to do with the suicide. But Henson probably saw poor Claire Carfax show you the ring, and he got a bit frightened, and he kept an eye upon you afterwards.
It seems to be almost certain that it was some tramp or other robbery the motive probably, and then he was startled and left the money it was all lying about on the grass. But then Carfax was mixed up with so many ruffians of one kind and another. It may have been revenge or any-thing. I believe they are searching the wood now, but they're not likely to bring it home to any one.
The smugglers are a noble race; but a miner's eyes are a match for them. There lies a puncheon of rare spirit, with the Dutchman's brand upon it, hidden behind the broken hearth. Set a man to watch outside; and let us see what this be like. With one accord they agreed to this, and Carver pledged Master Carfax, and all the Doones grew merry.
He smiled a little, after a fashion she did not wholly comprehend. "My dear Lady Carfax! You underrate friendship when you say a thing like that. Sit down, won't you? And let me tell you what brought me here." "Nap told you " she hazarded. "Yes, Nap told me. And I decided I had better come at once. I wasn't in when he got back, or I should have been here sooner.
"Yes, just took my dog for a bit." "See you in Hall?" "Right o!" The voice began again calling under the windows "Carfax! Carfax!" Olva climbed the stairs to his rooms. He went into Hall. He sat amongst the particular group of his own year who were considered the elite. There was Cardillac there, brilliant, flashing Cardillac.
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