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"In the first place, d'you know why she left you?" An anguish came across Cartwright's face. It taught Sinclair at least one thing that the man loved her. "You're the reason maybe." "Me? I never seen her till two days ago. That's a tolerable ugly thing to say, Cartwright!" "Well, I got tolerable ugly reasons for saying it," answered the other. The cowpuncher sighed. "I follow the way you drift.
When he stopped Cartwright said: "Then you did not know her name?" "I don't know it yet," said Lister, as coolly as he could, but got embarrassed when he saw Cartwright's smile. "You don't imagine Shillito rejoined her afterwards?" "No," said Lister firmly, "I think it's impossible. The gravel train was going East, and when the police boarded the cars we had run some distance West."
I could see her color come and go, and some tears fell down her cheeks; then she said in a tone which she tried to make hard and careless, but which really trembled, 'The military ought to put a guard over my son. Why does he go risking his life for other people? What business is it of his whether Cartwright's mill is burned or not? I said that Mr.
Montgomery was not embarrassed and indicated the unconscious skipper. "If Cartwright's not losing his keenness, it's strange he sent out a man like this, but perhaps he couldn't get a sober captain to go." "Brown has some talents. For example, he got the boys we wanted, although you refused to help." "We must see if he can keep them!" Montgomery rejoined, with a meaning smile.
Robert Browne was graduated from Cambridge in 1572, the year after Cartwright's expulsion. The next three years he taught in London and "wholly bent himself to search and find out the matters of the church: as to how it was guided and ordered, and what abuses there were in the ecclesiastical government then used." When the plague broke out in London, Browne went to Cambridge.
The deep barking of a dog within instantly resounded through the building. Half a minute later Mr. Cartwright's voice within demanded who was there. "It is I, Ned Sankey open at once. The Luddites are upon you!" The bolts were hastily undrawn, and Ned rushed in and assisted to fasten the door behind him. "They will be here in a minute," he panted out. "They are just behind."
Then, turning the card over, he read, in his brother's familiar handwriting, "I am at Cartwright's house. I must see you. The matter concerns Dad. Come instantly." Fear leaped into Hal's heart. What could such a message mean? He turned quickly to the committee and explained. "My father's an old man, and had a stroke of apoplexy three years ago. I'm afraid he may be dead, or very ill. I must go."
Will you still owe your virtues to your bellies? And only then think nobly when y'are full? Doth fodder keep you honest? Are you bad When out of flesh? And think you't an excuse Of vile and ignominious actions, that Y' are lean and out of liking? CARTWRIGHT'S Love's Convert.
The smell of violets vanished, but when he sat down again he pondered. He knew Mrs. Seaton, and thought she meant to hint his pluck might soon be needed. When Ellen smiled like that she was plotting something. The drawing-room at Mrs. Cartwright's house on the Cheshire side of the Mersey was large and old-fashioned.
Though Captain Cartwright's blood was boiling there was a sense of quiet mastery in Prescott's manner and voice, combined with a quality of leadership that restrained the angry man for the next few seconds, during which Dick turned to a waiter to say: "This meat is cold. Bring some hot meat for Captain Cartwright, and more vegetables. Try some of this salad, Cartwright -it's good."
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