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The farmer made inquiries among all his people; no one had seen James. Dinner-time arrived, still he did not appear. It was late in the day that a friend, Farmer Mason, called on Farmer Grey. "Have you heard of the murders in Sir John Carlton's park, last night?" asked Farmer Mason. "Two of his keepers killed, and another wounded, I am told. Daring outrage! The murderers are known, I hear.
The next morning Nolan carried to the express office a box containing two oil-paintings on small canvases. They were addressed to the man in London who attended to the shipping and forwarding of Carlton's pictures in that town. There was a tremendous crowd on the New York.
He did not retaliate, and yet he put them to shame-ay, his was a noble revenge; he returned them good for evil. Carlton's kindness to those who had so illy treated him was unbounded; they received no such return from him-far from it. He encouraged in every way their studies, and even condescended gratuitously to teach them, and they were very ready and happy to thrive under his instruction.
For you'll please to see by that letter, that I am obliged to attend my master's commands. And so I gave her the dear gentleman's letter from Mr. Carlton's, which I thought would make her use me better, as she might judge by it of the honour done me by him. Ay, said she, this is my worthy brother's hand. It is directed to Mrs. Andrews. That's to you, I suppose, child?
Bryant painted, in a graphic manner, the horrors which were about to ensue. As the shades of evening came gently on, the girls set out for Mrs. Carlton's, as from her dwelling they commenced their journey.
Hennessey, the superintendent, said I was to bring you to his office when you arrived," he said. "Thank you." "You are Mr. Carlton's son, aren't you?" "Yes." "I thought you must be. Mr. Hennessey himself is going to take you through the works." The clerk led the way to the door of a private office, where he knocked. "Mr.
The news of the alteration in Carlton's social position was received with the utmost satisfaction in Berkly Square. Edith was too firmly convinced of the unalterable attachment of her lover to fear that a change of fortune would, in any way, alienate or weaken the love he bore her, believing, as she did, that Arthur loved her with all the devotion of a long tried affection.
It won't make so much difference with your other plans; but for the mountain trip you must have a good day." "I do want Van to get the view from the top if he makes the climb," Bob answered. So the chat went merrily on. Yet despite the gaiety of the evening and Mr. Carlton's evident interest in the boys' holiday schemes Bob more than once caught his father furtively studying Van's profile.
Mary lay watching him as he paced to and fro in front of the burning logs his arms folded across his chest, and his cap drawn over the brow: gradually a sense of utter weariness stole over her, and she slept. At dawn a bustle commenced in the camp, and preparation made first for breakfast, then for moving. When Mary came out, her pale face and wearied look attracted Mrs. Carlton's attention.
He sent us to get something he had left here." "To be sure. Come in, won't you? Ah, I am glad he is not sick! See, this is his room. We gave him our best one because he liked it and could pay." "May I bring in some men who accompanied me?" asked Corrigan gently. "Surely! Whatever you wish you may do since you are Mr. Carlton's friend. But I do not at all understand what is the trouble. Can't you "
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