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Updated: June 16, 2025
'Well oh! here it is. It was a scrap pencilled on the back of a letter 'Put the horse to and drive the dog-cart to the "White House." Look out for me there. We must catch the up mail train at Dollington. Be lively. If Captain Lake chooses to drive you need not come. 'I'll drive, said Captain Lake. 'Lose no time and I'll give you half-a-crown.
William Wylder had a letter containing three lines from him at eight o'clock, to which he sent an answer, whereupon the solicitor despatched a special messenger, one of his clerks to Dollington, with a letter to the sheriff's deputy, from whom he received duly a reply, which necessitated a second letter with a formal undertaking, to which came another reply; whereupon he wrote to Burlington, Smith, and Co., acquainting them respectfully, in diplomatic fashion, with the attitude which affairs had assumed.
In a moment more she sat beside him; and silent as the dead in Charon's boat, away they glided toward the 'White House which lay upon the high road to Dollington.
They are all asleep in the "White House." I'll be with you in five minutes, and you shall have something for yourself when we get into Dollington. Stanley opened the door. She placed her hand on his, and stepped to the ground. It was very dark under those great trees. He held her hand a little harder than was his wont. 'All quite well, ever since. You are not very tired, are you?
'No; it is not pretty, repeated the old lady; and, indeed, in no sense was it. Before luncheon Captain Lake arrived. 'So Wylder has run up to town, I said, so soon as we had shaken hands in the hall. 'Yes; I drove him to Dollington last night; we just caught the up train. 'He says he'll be back again on Saturday, I said. 'Saturday, is it? He seemed to think yes it would be only a day or so.
Pummice, with his myrmidons, in aprons and paper caps, retouching the gilding. It was a tremendous crisis for honest Mrs. Battersby, of Dollington. During the few days' agony of preparation that immediately preceded this notable orgie, the good lady's countenance bespoke the magnitude of her cares.
He celebrated his last great defeat with a pic-nic in the romantic scenery of Nolton, where he and his comrades in disaster had a roaring evening, and no end of 'chaff' When he and Jos. Larkin carried the last close contest at Dollington, by a majority of two, he kicked the crown out of the grave attorney's chimney-pot, and flung his own wide-awake into the river.
He waited near the 'White House, while he, Stanley Lake, went to Gylingden and got his tax-cart at his desire. He could give particulars as to that. Captain Lake overtook him, and he got in and was driven to Dollington, where he took the up-train.
He kissed her cheek in his slight way, and left her, and was soon on his way to Dollington, where he slept that night rather more comfortably than he had done since Rachel's departure. Rachel walked on swiftly. Very tired, but not at all sleepy on the contrary, excited and nervous, and rather relieved, notwithstanding that Stanley had left her to walk home alone.
It was quite hopeless, and poor Larkin pressed too! Now, there was this consolation in 'poor Larkin's case, that although he was quite run aground, and a defaulter in the Dollington Bank to the extent of 7l. 12s. 4d., yet in that similar institution, which flourished at Naunton, only nine miles away, there stood to his name the satisfactory credit of 564l. 11s. 7d.
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