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All this was a matter of no more than three or four minutes' work. When the other gaps were completed the men in them being less fortunate than Everton and having several wounded during the task the line rose, rushed streaming through the gaps and down into the trench.
Soon after, when Lord Dolchester told me a ridiculous story about Lady Everton, I laughed heartily, I must confess, though not loudly and she looked at me. I shall never accomplish 'elegant repose." "You would not be half so charming if you did," replied her sister. "Then it is so tempting to say at times what one really thinks! I can not resist it.
In another place, where Wiggins gave his testimony about the note, was written: "Where was J.W. during that hour? Had he gone to Everton himself?" And again: "J.W. was the friend of F.D., and wished to save him. Might he not have done more?" Again: "Mark well! J.W. is a Liverpool man. H. was a Liverpool man. Had F.D. ever heard of even the name of H. before the forgery?
Everton had taken on himself the direction of the melancholy preparations. He had ordered a grave to be opened for his sister beside her mother's, in Shackleton churchyard, at the other side of the moor. For the purpose, as I have said, of marking the callous neglect of her husband, he determined that the funeral should take place that night.
Though he was not yet aware of it, Everton had discovered our real secret; he knew we had ore, which as yet he thought we were stealing from the Lawrenceburg bins. If he should take one additional step. . . . The thought-loom shuttled pretty rapidly for a few short-lived seconds.
The editor reflected a few moments, and then replied: "A few months since, two or three articles were published in the Gazette that did refer to Everton in not a very kind manner." "Do you know the author?" "Yes." "Have you any reasons for wishing to conceal his name?" "None at all. They were written by a young man who was then in my office, named Tompkins." "You are certain of this?"
I say it was with difficulty that I could meet with the rooms I required, or any rooms at all, for there were so few houses at Everton, and the occupants of them so independent, that they seemed loth to receive lodgers on any terms. It must appear strange to find Everton spoken of as being "out of town," but it was literally so then.
He's got a bit of cover and he's making more, fast. I think " A voice behind interrupted, and Everton and the Sergeant turned to find the Captain looking up at them. "What's this?" he repeated, and the Sergeant explained the position. "Go ahead!" said the Captain. "Get him in if you can, and good luck to you." Everton wanted no more.
"He couldn't, because I didn't tell him. It's between you and Polly Everton, and it'll never go any farther. I shall forget it I've already forgotten it." In his own way Barrett was as scrupulous as an honest man ought to be. "I wish she hadn't done it, Jimmie. It doesn't ring just right, you know; while her father is still on the Lawrenceburg pay-rolls."
A branch of the Pool ran up the westward and formed an ornamental water in the grounds that skirted the Pool, a rustic bridge being thrown over it. The cottage at one corner of the Pool is the ancient pinfold, and the rent of it was paid to the lord of the manor. The view from this part of Everton was very fine before houses began to spring up in its vicinity.
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