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That written message is addressed to the delegates at The Hague, who are now sitting. Nothing had been heard of Dunster or the document he carries. No word has come from him of any sort since he left St. David's Hall." "Have you tried to trace him from there?" Hamel asked. "Trace him?" Kinsley repeated.
Dunster dropped his voice. His tone became one of fierce eagerness. "Look here," he exclaimed, "I don't think you ought to force me to give myself away like this, but, after all, you are an Englishman, with a stake in your country, and I presume you don't want her to take a back seat for the next few generations. Listen here.
Livingstone's letter, she found that he had gone down again to his study, and almost at the same moment she heard the little private outer door of that room open; some one went out, and then there were hurried footsteps along the shrubbery-path. She thought, of course, that it was Mr. Dunster leaving the house; and went back for Mr. Livingstone's letter.
Of course, Dunster writing created a certain amount of confusion." There was a pause. "It was a very wrong thing to do, Smith," said the headmaster, at last, "but.... You are a curious boy, Smith. Good-night." He held out his hand. "Good-night, sir," said Psmith. "Not a bad old sort," said Psmith meditatively to himself, as he walked downstairs. "By no means a bad old sort.
A five-cent or ten-cent loaf of bread, if you think it will keep good until it gets here. 5. Get me a linen summer frock-coat such as are worn those loose ones. Dunster has my measure and he can cut it for you. Let it be made. I have only a summer jacket with me, and that is John's. 6. Do not forget the razor. You can put in any other simple, solid food, if you wish to send any.
His nervousness, too, was almost grotesque. He had the air of disliking immensely this asking a favour from a stranger. Mr. Dunster appreciated all these things, but there were reasons which made him slow in granting the young man's request. "What is the nature of your pressing business at The Hague?" he asked. The youth hesitated.
The presidency of Harvard, though nominally the highest place a clergyman could hold in Massachusetts, had always been one of poverty and self- denial; for the salary was paid by the legislature, which, as the unfortunate Dunster had found, was not disposed to be generous. Therefore, although Mr.
'tis you that are at home here. I was merely tarrying till 'twas the will of one of you to come in and look to the poor child." And little John of Dunster called from a couch of mantles, "Richard, oh! is it he at last?" "It is I," said Richard, advancing into the light of a brass lamp, hung by chains from the top of the tent. "This is kind indeed, Lady! But is he indeed so ill at ease?"
"Writing!" gasped John, relieving his distended mouth by at length closing it. "Wherefore not? Did not I see the chaplain teaching thee to write at Guildford?" "Ay but that was when I was a babe! Writing! Why, my father never writes!" "But the Prince does. Thou hast seen him write. Come now," added Richard: "if thou wilt, I will help thee to write a letter to send thy greetings home to Dunster.
It may not be amiss to remind you that the brave and enlightened patriot, Prynne, was imprisoned at Dunster Castle in this county by the tyrant Charles the First.
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