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And as they passed along the front of the barracks, where a few men were drilling, Chicksands, struck by his companion's silence, turned a sudden look upon him. Mannering's eyes were absently and yet intently fixed on the small squads of drilling men.
Chicksands made a remark and it was not answered. It was not the first time that Arthur had observed this trance-like state in the man who was to be his brother-in-law, and had been his 'chum' from childhood. Others had noticed it, and he had reason to think that Beryl was often distressed by it.
No, I long to be rid of you, am afraid you will not go soon enough: do not you believe this? No, my dearest, I know you do not, whatever you say, you cannot doubt that I am yours. There is said to be a picture there of Sir William Temple a copy of Lely's. Wrest Park is only a few miles from Chicksands.
He died November 2, 1628, and was buried in Campton Church, Chicksands lies between the village of Hawnes and Campton, where a tablet to his memory still exists.
Nonsense! cried Sir Henry, finally losing his temper. 'Aubrey is long since of age and his own master. 'Perhaps, but he is an extravagant fellow, who likes money and spends it. And if he is his own master, I am the master of the estate; there is no entail. Chicksands laughed aloud.
Beryl managed to look fashionable, without looking outré, as Pamela did. But he reined up to greet her with ready smiles. 'Well, Pamela, jolly to see you at home again! My word, you've grown! Shall I find your father in? 'Yes, we left him in the library. May I introduce Miss Bremerton Sir Henry Chicksands. The girl spoke with hurried shyness, the quick colour in her cheeks.
Chicksands, who must return to town in the afternoon, sat with him, Pamela and Elizabeth opposite Alice and Margaret not far away. The two doctors watched their patient, and Martin whispered to Aubrey Mannering, who had come down by a night train, that the struggle for life could not last much longer.
"Il ne faut pas sortir de son caractère." Pamela, looking at her, admired her for the first time. And now that there was to be no more question apparently of correspondence with Arthur Chicksands, her mood changed impulsively. 'Well, I'm very sorry! she said and then, sincerely, 'I don't know how the place will get on. 'Thank you, said Elizabeth. Her look twinkled a little.
Here, however, she was welcome, she was needed; she could distract and soothe a bitterness of soul best measured by the Squire's most unusual taciturnity. No railing at the Government or the war, not a fling even at the 'd d pedant, Chicksands! or 'The Bubbly-jocks, as he liked to call the members of the County War Committee.
Nothing remarkable in it, except, perhaps, the personal quality of the boy who had sacrificed his life. Arthur Chicksands, with three years of the war behind him, felt that he knew it by heart could have repeated it, almost in his sleep, and each time with a different name.
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