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Here she paused and looked at him. They were roaming at the time round the demesne, and he walked on, but said nothing. "I know what you are thinking of, Flory." "What am I thinking of?" "You're thinking of your duty; you are thinking whether you can bring yourself to make a clean breast of it, and break the promises which you have made." "Nobody should break a promise," said he.
Oh, I would sooner a thousand times that Flory had taken a fancy to you." Lumley Ferrers bowed his head but said nothing. He fell into a reverie, and Lord Saxingham took up his official red box, became deep in its contents, and forgot all about the marriage of his daughter. Lumley pulled the check-string as the carriage entered Pall Mall, and desired to be set down at "The Travellers."
But I could see that my conduct had made an unfavourable impression; the words, 'flory conceited chap, 'hafflins gentle, and at length, the still more alarming epithet of 'spy, began to be buzzed about, and I was heartily glad when the apparition of Sam's visage at the door, who was already possessed of and draining a can of punch, gave me assurance that my means of retreat were at hand.
He did feel that his conduct up to the present moment deserved more of gratitude than of threats from Pat Carroll. "You're to remimber your oath, Muster Flory. You're become one of us, as Father Brosnan was telling you. You're not to be one of us, and then go over among them schaming Prothestants." "I haven't gone over among them, only my father is one of them."
"I do a bare fifteen minutes ago it was found in the open fields, on Father Flory's land, some seventeen hundred yards from the Motteville station.... Father Flory saw it when driving his cattle to pasture: he asked himself if the car had not fallen from the skies during the night!" The hotel-keeper and chauffeur stared at each other.
A curious awe attached to this idea, in which I fully shared, as, being formed in line, I tried to limp martially behind the valiant Lunette. "Halt, by clam!" said our general. "What is it?" came in whispers along the line. "Flory dressed him by candlelight this mornin', so 't she could get time to make three loaves o' angel-cake for the flag-raisin'."
Not hearing Malcolm's approach, they went on talking, and as he was passing swiftly through the bore, he heard these words from the marquis, "The world's an ill baked cake, Flory, and all that a woman, at least, can do, is to cut as large a piece of it as possible, for immediate use."
Oh, I would sooner a thousand times that Flory had taken a fancy to you." Lumley Ferrers bowed his head but said nothing. He fell into a reverie, and Lord Saxingham took up his official red box, became deep in its contents, and forgot all about the marriage of his daughter. Lumley pulled the check-string as the carriage entered Pall Mall, and desired to be set down at "The Travellers."
"It is no joke," said Edith, very seriously. "Papa is broken-hearted about it. Your coming will be of the greatest comfort to us, if only because of the pair of hands you bring. And poor Flory!" "How has it gone with Flory?" he asked. Then Edith told the tale as it had to be told of Florian, and of what had happened because of the evidence he had given.
As Shandy rose, one by one, John Flory, James, his brother, One Eye Kanty, and Peter the Hermit knelt before their young lord and kissed his hand. From the Great Court beyond, a little, grim, gray, old man had watched this scene, a slight smile upon his old, malicious face. "'Tis to transcend even my dearest dreams," he muttered. "'S death, but he be more a king than Henry himself.
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