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"What a pity," she said, hesitatingly, "that he is so poor, and has to live in such a very little house, if he is so clever!" "Poor?" exclaimed Delia, indignantly; then, checking herself, she added, quietly, "It depends on what you call poor. What the Professor possesses is worth all the silver and gold and big houses in the world. And that's just what the Dornton people don't understand.
Nothing would do after that but I must buy her a collar for it. `Puppa, she says, `when you go into Dornton, you must get me a collar and a bell, like there is in my picture-book. My word!" said the farmer, slapping his knee, "how all the beasts carried on when they first heard that bell in the farmyard! You never saw such antics! It was like as if they were clean mad!"
Mr Forrest sipped his wine reflectively. "How old are you?" he asked. "Fifteen next August," replied Anna. "Then," he continued, half to himself, "it must be over sixteen years since I saw Waverley and Dornton." "Are they just the same?" asked his daughter; "are they pretty places?" "Waverley's pretty enough.
Sergeant Dornton about fifty years of age, with a ruddy face and a high sunburnt forehead, has the air of one who has been a Sergeant in the army he might have sat to Wilkie for the Soldier in the Reading of the Will. He is famous for steadily pursuing the inductive process, and, from small beginnings, working on from clue to clue until he bags his man.
"You're going farther, my dear," she said kindly. "Dornton is the next station but one. You won't mind being alone a little while?" She nodded and smiled from the platform. Anna handed out her numerous parcels and baskets: the train moved on, and she was now quite alone. She might really begin to look out for Dornton, which must be quite near.
They will be nearly all strangers to you at Waverley, I think?" "There will be Aunt Sarah and Uncle John at the Rectory," said Anna. "Aunt Sarah, of course, I know; but I've never seen Uncle John. He's father's brother, you know. Then there's Dornton; that's just a little town near. I don't know any one there, but I suppose Aunt Sarah does.
"Do you see those three men standing under that gaslight? Well, they're part of a gang of Vigilantes who've hunted me to the hill, and are waiting to see me come out of the bushes, where they reckon I'm hiding. Go to them and say that I'm here! Tell them you've got Gentleman George George Dornton, the man they've been hunting for a week in this room.
She wanted Delia to like and admire her very much, and on no account to think badly of her. So she checked the faint impulse she had had towards the confession of her foolishness, and was almost relieved when they reached the point where Delia was to turn back to Dornton.
All the same, Bill might have known the body wasn't mine, even though he hadn't seen me for years." "But it was frightfully disfigured, so that even I, who saw you only once, could not have sworn it was NOT you," said Randolph quickly. "Humph!" said Captain Dornton musingly. "Bill may have acted on the square though he was in a d d hurry."
How strange that sounded to Anna; she glanced quickly at her companion, and saw that she was evidently in earnest. "I don't know, I'm sure, about coming to Dornton often," she said, "because, you see, Aunt Sarah is so tremendously busy, and she likes to do certain things on certain days; but, of course, I shall come as often as I can.
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