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"I was in White's woodshed," said Montgomery rather sullenly. "Oh, ho, you were up to your old tricks!" "He'll never miss it; I couldn't freeze to death; there's a livin' comin' to me," said the handy-man doggedly. "You'll probably have a try for it back of iron bars!" said Gilmore. But it was plain that Montgomery did not enjoy Mr. Gilmore's humor.
Gilmore," said the Vicar to the Marquis, "that your lordship has stated openly that I have made visits to a young woman in Salisbury which are disgraceful to me, to my cloth, and to the parish of which I am the incumbent.
During the entire campaign I had been annoyed by guerrilla bands under such partisan chiefs as Mosby, White, Gilmore, McNeil, and others, and this had considerably depleted my line-of-battle strength, necessitating as it did large, escorts for my supply-trains.
He, perhaps, did let his pastoral dignity go a little by the board, when he and Sam stooped together, each with a ferret in his hand, grovelling in the dust to get at certain rat-advantages in the mill. Gilmore, who had seen it, had told him of this. "I understand it all, old fellow," Fenwick had said to his friend, "and know very well I have got to choose between two things.
Gilmore on Monday, the 5th October, that the Marquis of Trowbridge was to be at the Church Farm, poor Trumbull's farm, on that day at noon, and that his lordship thought that it might be expedient that he and Mr. Gilmore should meet on the occasion. There was no note, but the message was brought by Mr. Packer, a sub-agent, one of the Marquis's people, with whom Mr.
In about a week these men came back and reported that Gilmore was living at a house between three and four miles from Moorefield, and gave full particulars as to his coming and going, the number of men he had about there and where they rendezvoused.
And then, where is the married woman who does not wish that the maiden friend who comes to stay with her should find a husband in her house? The parson and his wife were altogether of one mind in this matter, and thought that Mary Lowther ought to be made to give herself to Harry Gilmore. "What do you think has happened?" said Mrs. Fenwick, coming to the window, which opened down to the ground.
"What's the matter with you?" demanded Gilmore. "I want to see you," said the other. "I can't go home yet." He swayed heavily. "I need to talk to you on a matter of business. Come on out come on off of here;" and he led the way down the porch steps. "Whom have you in there with you?" he questioned when he had drawn Gilmore a little way along the path. "The colonel and Watt Harbison."
Instead of the soft twilight obscurity, in which we used to sit, the bright radiant glow of lamplight now dazzled my eyes. All was changed indoors and out all was changed. Miss Halcombe and Mr. Gilmore sat down together at the card-table Mrs. Vesey took her customary chair.
"To hell with Andy Gilmore and to hell with Marsh Langham that's why they drove me out of town to hell with 'em both!" he shouted, and his great chest seemed bursting with pent-up fury. "Why, whatever do you mean, Joe?" cried Nellie. "He never done it you hear me and they know it! You sure you got the straight of this they are goin' to hang young John North?"
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