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This, in the eyes of the veteran Virginian, was intolerable. Outrageous, not to allow a gentleman to call his servant what names he chooses! We were very much edified by the Colonel's exposé of Jamaica manners. We called on the Rev. Jonathan Edmonson, the superintendent of the Wesleyan missions in Jamaica. Mr.
"Oh, certainly you have, but you'll find out how little good that will do. I have not an idea that you'll ever have a chance to say 'Yes' to that splendid Edmonson. You'll find it out soon enough, poor child." Elizabeth flushed, then turned pale. "Have you heard anything?" she asked. "Not yet; not since that Mr.
What is the ," he began, then checked himself, considering that since only failure could be the matter, this was hardly a generous question. "Headache," growled Edmonson. "No," he cried with an oath, "that is a lie," and springing up, turned blood-shot eyes upon his companion. "I am mad, Bulchester," he cried, "raving mad. It is all over with me in that quarter." "She has refused you?
Her father sat watching her in silence with his keenest gaze. "There is no love lost between the two men, as you know," she went on. "Mr. Archdale is lofty, and wouldn't condescend to anything more than a dislike that he hasn't tried to conceal, since Mr. Edmonson ceased being his guest. But with Mr.
This is very bad, if you're wounded." "Control myself!" sneered Edmonson. "I never have done it in my life, and I'm not likely to do it now at the command of a coward and a sneak. Now will you fight with me?" "Certainly. But I want to know why it is with you?" Edmonson seemed about to shout his answer, then, recollecting where he was, said with a passion more dreadful for its suppression, "Why?
She looked up. But the apology froze upon her lips. She retreated hastily several steps, the water splashed unheeded over her trembling fingers. Edmonson, who was always watching her, called to Nancy, "Your mistress, girl! Quick!" and turned to look for her. Nancy had gone to her patients in the next tent. But his voice helped Elizabeth to recover herself.
I don't see why my sister could not have had my taste. She does not know all your deviltries as I do, but yet I think you the most fascinating fellow in England." "Perhaps that is the reason, because she does not know," laughed Edmonson.
The next, that Archdale pride, so grand in a worthy cause, so fatal when in the hands of caprice and passion, was driving him on again. But as he was about to speak, the surgeon's voice by his bed commanded him to stop, for his own sake and for others. "Not another word," it said. "One, I must speak one," returned Edmonson. "Then I have done, I promise you. Stand back and count off one minute."
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