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Updated: May 15, 2025
In the summer, that season of desolation for Honora, when George Hanbury and Algernon Cartwright and other young gentlemen were at the seashore learning to sail boats and to play tennis, Peter Erwin came to his own.
"One more little trick like that, stranger, and I'll turn you over to the boys. They got ways of teaching gents manners. How was you raised, anyway?" Suddenly sobered, Cartwright drew back from dark glances on every side. "Fellows," he said, in a shaken voice, "I forgot his hands was tied. But I'm kind of wrought up. He tried to murder me!"
I have not invited the Prince over; and I do not believe that a single one of my brethren has done so." "I am sure I have not," said Crewe of Durham. "Nor I," said Cartwright of Chester. Crewe and Cartwright might well be believed; for both had sate in the Ecclesiastical Commission. When Compton's turn came, he parried the question with an adroitness which a Jesuit might have envied.
But I'm there, or thereabouts, most of the time." "How do you get time for your study and your sermons, then," queried J. W., "if you're on the go so much?" Marty turned a quizzical look at J.W. "My beloved chum, how did you and I get time for our studies at Cartwright?" he said. "Besides, I'm making one hand wash the other.
You can lay to that, and long odds!" Sinclair waited, but the other changed his tack at once. "If you ain't from Sour Creek, I guess you can't tell me what I want to know." "Maybe not." The brown man looked about him for diversion. Presently his eyes rested on Cold Feet, who had not stirred during all this interval. "Son?" "Nope." "Kid brother?" "Nope." Cartwright frowned.
She herself had a classical beauty that did not mark the younger girl; it looked as if Barbara had attractive qualities that were not hers. Lister, for example, was not a brute like Cartwright, but it was plain that Barbara had attracted him. Grace approved his soberness and frank gravity; and then she pulled herself up. She must not be jealous about her sister.
But in this war any officer, regular or otherwise, will find himself laid on the shelf whenever he fails to produce his full share of usefulness." "Do you think it's really as bad as that, Prescott?" demanded Captain Cartwright, who was walking just behind them. "Worse!" Dick replied dryly and briefly.
"Ellen did not buy the shares. Seaton bought them when shipping was good." Mrs. Cartwright looked relieved and Cartwright resumed: "All the same, I don't see her object for telling you she was a shareholder." "She wanted to sell her shares to me; I knew she had some plan when she crossed the floor.
A few hours later, cousin Sally gave her a parting kiss. How different in warmth to the kiss of meeting! Very sad, very dissatisfied with herself, very unhappy did Mrs. Cartwright feel, as she sat musing alone after her relative had departed.
He had stopped with a fellow preacher at a tavern kept by an Otterbein Methodist, who, thinking to play them a trick, put whisky into the new cider which he offered them. Cartwright drank sparingly of the beverage, though he considered it harmless, but, "with all my forbearance," he says, "presently I began to feel light-headed.
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