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She would never think he killed himself simply for love of her." "Why not?" "Well, she wouldn't? She wouldn't be able to conceive of Ferguson's killing himself merely for that with his notions about survival." "As he did." "As he did and didn't." "Ah, she'd scarcely refine on it as you are doing, Havelock. You're amazing." "Well, he certainly never expected her to know that he did it himself.
Greene replied, 'Capt. Ferguson's memory was only too good."* * Horry's MS. Narrative, pp. 74-75. While at the hospitable table of Mrs. Motte, it was whispered in Marion's ears, that Col. Lee's men were even then engaged in hanging certain of the Tory prisoners.
Parr, indicating a marble edifice with countless windows. "He's one of your vestrymen, you know. Ferguson's Department Store." The banker's eyes twinkled a little for the first time. "You'll probably find it convenient. Most people do. Clever business man, Ferguson." But the rector was finding difficulty in tabulating his impressions.
And now that she had revived, no further reference could be made to the unfortunate subject which had caused her to swoon. "I don't see," said Mrs. Cliff, as she stood outside with Miss Inchman, a few minutes later, "why Mr. Ferguson's removal I'm sure it isn't necessary to make it if she doesn't want to should trouble Mrs. Ferguson any more than the thought of Mr. Cliff's removal troubles me.
The manager bowed her out of his room politely, and called to one of his subordinates to show her down-stairs. This was a little mistake on Mr. Ferguson's part; he did not calculate on his visitor's questioning his subordinate, who happened to be a young man with a taste for the violin. "Did you know a Mr. Lalli who was once in the orchestra here?" said Flossy graciously. "Oh, yes, ma'am!
Quite a considerable force of the enemy was assembled in our front, near Tuscumbia, to resist our advance. It was commanded by General Stephen D. Lee, and composed of Roddy's and Ferguson's brigades, with irregular cavalry, amounting in the aggregate to about five thousand. In person I moved from Corinth to Burnsville on the 18th, and to Iuka on the 19th of October.
But she's mighty good-looking, whatever her age is." The color came into Robert Ferguson's face; this time he was really offended. Mrs. Maitland was actually venturing "I have never noticed her looks," he said stiffly, and rose. "It just struck me when I caught you in there the other day," she ruminated; "what do you know about her?"
He looked tired and worn; sick, the rector thought, and felt a sudden swelling of compassion for the pompous little man whose fibre was not as tough as that of these other condottieri: as Francis Ferguson's, for instance, although his soft hand and pink and white face framed in the black whiskers would seem to belie any fibre whatever. Gordon Atterbury hemmed and hawed, "Ah, Mr.
She braced herself, though she did not look up from the table. "Nelly, I've brought you a bit rock from Ferguson's." She gazed cannily at the white paper parcel. It was the largest box he had ever given her; he always gave her sweeties when Mr. Philip had been talking against her. Ought she therefore to deduce from the unusual size that he had been saying something unusually cruel?
Through the doors of Ferguson's poured two conflicting streams of humanity, and wistful groups of young women, on the way from hasty lunches, blocked the pavements and stared at the finery behind the plate-glass windows. The rector, slowly making his way westward, permitted himself to be thrust hither and thither, halted and shoved on again as he studied the faces of the throng.
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