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Two or three of Cuthbert's friends were starting at once for Cornwall to enjoy a rest after three months' steady work and to lay in a stock of fresh sketches for pictures for the following year. "I will go with you," Cuthbert said when they informed him of their intention, "it is early yet, but it is warm enough even for loafing on the rocks, and I hate London when it's full.
The dumb request for food was also understood and complied with. No doubt there had been times before when the girl had crept with bread and meat in her apron to the solitary captive, who was shut up alone without food till he should come to a better mind. Of Cuthbert's intended flight she made no attempted revelation.
It will be an opportunity for exploring London." "Oh well," Cecil said vaguely, "when I come back!" but she spoke no word of Christmas Day. The next week brought the various festivities with which Saint Cuthbert's celebrated the end of the Christmas term.
Cuthbert's, save only that one man ventured to remark that I had brought him in mind of Thomas Chalmers. I hurriedly exclaimed, "Is that so?" in a tone which all too plainly implored him to go on. "Yes," said he. "When ye blawed yir nose, if ma een had been shut, I cud hae swore it was Chammers," whereupon the last state of me was worse than the first.
Catesby laughed pleasantly, and putting his hand into his doublet drew forth the purse intrusted to him, and placed it in Cuthbert's hands. "They would not have been so obliging, I fear, had you chanced to have this upon your person. Take it, boy, and look within and see that all is safe. I have not parted with it since the night of our journey.
Culverhouse kept Cuthbert to dinner, and he was kindly received by the Earl's family. Lady Andover even remembered to ask after Cherry, and won Cuthbert's heart by so doing.
And the last point was a very solemn one. He said that if we were not pure and white like the snow, by and by we would go down where there was no more snow. That was a beautiful thought, wasn't it? I thought it was such a lovely ending." "I never heard a sermon just like that," remarked Mr. Blake, his mind reverting to St. Cuthbert's.
You will lend me clobs, friend Cootaboot?" "Any you want." "The niblicksky is what I use most. Goot-a-bye, Mrs. Smet-thirst." They were moving to the door, when Cuthbert felt a light touch on his arm. Adeline was looking up at him tenderly. "May I come, too, and walk round with you?" Cuthbert's bosom heaved. "Oh," he said, with a tremor in his voice, "that you would walk round with me for life!"
All this while Kate's letter to her cousin Lord Culverhouse had lain stowed away in the safe leathern pocket of Cuthbert's riding dress, into which her deft white hands had sewed it for safety, and he had made no attempt to deliver it to its owner, nor to see whether the young Viscount would have will or power to further his own success in life.
The bright stirring tune, and the tremendous vigour with which the scholars sang it, quite took Cuthbert's heart. He listened eagerly, but the only words he caught were the first, which they repeated so often: "Onward, Christian soldiers."
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