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Rhine Falls, 91. Richmond, 29, 30, 45. Ridley, 10. Ripley, 30, 45. Rochester, 13, 32. Roden, River, 47. Roman Catholic gravestones in Scotland, 86. Romans, 49, 101. Romney Marsh, 29. Romney, Old, 17. Roovesmore, Ireland, 103. Rough gravestones, 78, 86. Round Tower, 78. Royal Artillery, 27. Rubbings of gravestones, 13. Runic inscriptions, 83, 101, 102, 103. Rush, Ireland, 79. St. Mary Cray, 40. St.

Mary Cray, in Kent, a right thigh-bone. There is a slight clue to identity in respect of this bone, since the head of it has a small patch of 'eburnation' that is a sort of porcelain-like polish that occurs on the parts of bones that form a joint when the natural covering of cartilage is destroyed by disease.

Brandon walked with an infallible stride, and that you were the most consecutive of any one he had ever met with." "But, my dear little girl, Crayshaw would not have known that unless you had told him; do you think that was the right thing to do by a guest?" Gladys blushed. "But, father," said Barbara, "I suppose Cray may come now; Conyngham goes to-morrow.

"I'm positive, from what he said, that he'll be back some time to-morrow," Cray reassured her. She refused an invitation to dine out, and retired shortly after her own dinner with a novel so distracting that she gradually regained an equable frame of mind. The uneasiness, the vague fear of the future, wore away, and she slept peacefully.

Cray, was, that he was there for the purpose of securing him. However, my master thought it was not wise to give any information respecting himself, and for fear that Mr. Cray might draw him into conversation and recognise his voice, my master resolved to feign deafness as the only means of self-defence. After a little while, Mr. Cray said to my master, "It is a very fine morning, sir."

"What sort of stuff is 'hibernation'?" she demanded suddenly. "Hibernation!" I exclaimed. "Yes. They found a patch of it on a bone that was discovered in a pond at St. Mary Cray, and a similar patch on one that was found at some other place in Essex. Now, I want to know what 'hibernation' is." "You must mean 'eburnation," I said, after a moment's reflection.

"Oh yes," said Barbara, "and how pretty they are with their little gold chains!" "Cray, if you will give me a lock of your hair, I promise not to take it out," said Gladys. She produced a little pair of scissors, and as he sat at her feet, cut off a small curl, and between them they put it in. A certain wistfulness was in her youthful face, but no one noticed it.

"There's his ode to Sincerity," proceeded Gladys; "I am sure you would like that." "For we tell so many stories, you know," remarked Barbara; "say so many things that we don't mean. Cray thinks we ought not." "For instance," said Johnnie, "sometimes when people write that they are coming to see us, we answer that we are delighted, when in reality we wish that they were at the bottom of the sea."

Then, while she's upset about that, in comes Walter Lomas to comfort her and be a contrast to the other." Mr. Rose withdrew his pipe and regarded him open-mouthed. "Yes; but how " he began. "And it seems to me," interrupted Mr. Cray, "that I know just the young fellow to do it nephew of my wife's.

From one of them Emily learned that some epidemic having broken out at Harrow, in the "house" where Johnnie was, the boys had been dispersed, and Johnnie, having been already in quarantine a fortnight, had now come home, and the place had been turned out of windows to welcome him. "And Cray is at Mr. Brandon's," said Bertie, "but on Monday they are both to go to Mr. Tikey's with us."