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Miss Harrison told mamma, but, for my part, I am very glad for the sake of Stoneborough; I like a town boy to be at the head." "Norman was sorry for Forder and Cheviot," began Ethel. Flora tried to stop her, but Louisa Anderson caught at what she said, and looked eagerly for more.
"I should have thought you would prefer finding out Forder in his chambers, or going to one of the theatres." "As you please," said Harry; "but Flora seems to want us, and I should rather like to see what sort of company she keeps."
The lawyer was too wise to say anything to his sister in her present frame of mind, and after doing what he could to comfort her he departed. On Saturday morning Mrs. Forder confronted the physicians. "I want to know," she said, "and I want to know definitely, whether there is the slightest chance of my husband's recovery or not.
Forder leapt down and was so glad to be in Kaf that he ran into some palm gardens close by and sang "Praise God from Whom all blessings flow," jumped for joy, and then washed all the sweat and sand from himself in a hot spring of sulphur water. Lying down on the floor of a little house to which he was shown, he slept, with his head on his saddlebags, all day till nearly sunset.
Them would be service'ble, simmered away to a syrup 'long o' molasses; now don't you think so, Mis' Forder?" "Excellent," replied the wheezing dame. "I covet a portion myself, now you speak. Nothin' cures my complaint, but a new remedy takes holt clever sometimes, an' eases me for a spell." And she gave a plaintive sigh, and began to knit again. Mrs.
Sae time gaed on, till frae a bonny lassie she had grown a gran' leddy, an' cud win up the hill nae forder, but bude to gang doon o' the ither side; an' her father was jist near han' daft wi' anxiety to see her wad. But no! never ane wad she hearken till.
As we read the chapter through ourselves it is interesting to wonder which of the verses would be most easily understood by the Arabs. When the Arab who was reading came to the words: "God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life," Forder talked to them telling what the words meant.
"If you value your life," went on the stranger, "you will get out of this as quickly as you can, or the men, who are a bad lot, will kill you. I am a Druze but I pretend to be a Moslem." "What sort of a man is the Chief of Ithera?" asked Forder. "Very kind," was the reply. So the friendly stranger went out. Forder listened carefully to the talk.
"The men," they replied, "have ordered us to move to another place; they fear to give shelter to a Christian one that is unclean and would cause trouble to come on us." So the tribesmen with their women and flocks made off, leaving Forder, his guide, and the camel alone in the desert.
The nurse begged permission to leave the room for a few minutes, and the wife, who had been waiting for this, silently assented. When the woman had gone, Mrs. Forder, with tears streaming from her eyes, kissed her husband. "John," she whispered, "you know and you will understand." She pressed his face to her bosom, and when his head fell back on the pillow her husband was smothered. Mrs.
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