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Among these appeared Gering and the governor, who thrust themselves forward with drawn swords and pistols. The first two men who appeared above the hatchway were promptly despatched, and Iberville's sword was falling upon Gering, whom he did not recognise, when De Casson's hand diverted the blow. It caught the shoulder of a man at Gering's side. "'Tis Monsieur Gering!" said the priest.
Carroll looked in when we were smoking our pipes o' Saturday night at Casson's, and he told us about it; and whenever anybody says a good word for you, the parson's ready to back it, that I'll answer for. It was pretty well talked over, I can tell you, at Casson's, and one and another had their fling at you; for if donkeys set to work to sing, you're pretty sure what the tune'll be."
He almost enjoyed the danger for himself: his fear was for Iberville and for the motherless boy. He had guessed and hoped aright. Iberville, supporting the now senseless boy, swung down the mad torrent, his eyes blinded with blood so that he could not see. But he heard De Casson's voice, and with a splendid effort threw himself and the lad towards it.
Our motor-car had broken down. We all stayed for a couple of days together in the same hotel. Mrs. Oliver is a friend of my daughter's. Phyllis admires her very much, and in most instances I am prepared to trust Phyllis' instincts." "But not in this instance," said Mrs. Linforth quietly. She had been quick to note a very slight embarrassment in Sir John Casson's manner.
Of course, they don't intend to leave this depot unguarded probably they'll send the Vermont troops from the North this week but between the departure of Casson's column and the theoretical arrival of reënforcements from Preston, we'd be in a bad way if Stuart should raid us in force.
"Jerusalem!" laughed Wye, "if that isn't a kick in the seat of his pants!" Berkley reddened. "You're mistaken, Arthur." "Didn't you tell me at Alexandria that you hated him?" "I said that yes. I was disappointed because the Westchester Horse was not attached to John Casson's regiment. . . . I don't dislike Colonel Arran."
He almost enjoyed the danger for himself: his fear was for Iberville and for the motherless boy. He had guessed and hoped aright. Iberville, supporting the now senseless boy, swung down the mad torrent, his eyes blinded with blood so that he could not see. But he heard De Casson's voice, and with a splendid effort threw himself and the lad towards it.
He studied it for a moment or two, then resumed Miss Casson's letter: "A man stopped our sleigh yesterday, asking if he was not speaking to Mrs. Ruthven. I was a trifle worried, and replied that any communication for Mrs. Ruthven could be sent to me. "That evening two men gentlemen apparently came to the house and asked for me. I went down to receive them. One was a Dr.
And it was also declared by the romantic that the man with the broken back recovered, while he with the shattered leg, recovering also, found that his foot, pointing backwards, "made a fool of his nose." The Abbe de Casson's life had one affection, which had taken the place of others, now almost lost in the distance of youth, absence, and indifference.
"Of course," murmured the Special Messenger, gently tapping her riding skirt with her whip. "Because," continued the Colonel, "headquarters is stripping this depot of troops. The Bucktails go to-day; Casson's New York brigade and Darrel's cavalry left yesterday. What remains is a mighty small garrison for a big supply depot eleven hundred effectives, and they may take some of them at any moment.
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