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Paul Pringle brightened, and, his countenance beaming with pleasure, he placed his hand on his godson's shoulder. The Captain went on: "There was one shot which especially tended to secure us the prize; that shot was fired by the boy Freeborn True Blue Freeborn. I shall have my eye upon him. If he goes on as he has begun, he will be an honour to the service, and rise in it, too, if I mistake not.
The young man nudged his second cousin's godson's father gently with his elbow, and suppressing an ironic smile, replied that he had served in the Infantry of the Guard, and that he had just quitted the Seventh Regiment of Light Infantry. "Were you at Waterloo? You are very young!" "I beg your pardon, colonel, that was my only campaign." "It counts as two," said the colonel.
Then she was awakened from this dream of bliss by Radmore's next words: "My godson's going to write you a letter of apology," he said. And then, to her chagrin, he took his hand away; it was as though Timmy's malign influence had fallen between them. His very tone changed; it was no longer tender, solicitous only kindly. "Mr. Radmore, I want to tell you something. I'm horribly afraid of Timmy!"
"Bishop," he said at last, "unless you want to see me go insane before your eyes, please explain. It can't be possible that you have anything in common with this nest of conspirators." The Bishop smiled a little wanly. He laid his hand upon his godson's shoulder.
He did not care to risk his godson's valuable health in the experiment. A hazy notion that blankets were always safe restored his spirits, and he became cheerful on reflecting that a child with William Bannister's gift for sleep would not be likely to notice the absence of linen in his bed.
I tried in fact to keep my money rather than to make more of it. I had done with Ernest's money as with my own that is to say I had let it alone after investing it in Midland ordinary stock according to Miss Pontifex's instructions. No amount of trouble would have been likely to have increased my godson's estate one half so much as it had increased without my taking any trouble at all.
He feared his godson's expectations of wealth had not been fulfilled, but he supposed that there was a "propper cook," probably the lack of her had been quite temporary. He wandered into the drawing-room. In the old days all five sitting-rooms had been in use. Now four of them were closed, and the drawing-room was everybody's meeting place. Dolly was there working a carpet-sweeper languidly.
'Did you hear him asking about you? Lukashka raised his head. 'My godson? said Lukashka, meaning by that word the dead Chechen. 'Your godson won't rise, but the red one is the godson's brother! 'Let him thank God that he got off whole himself, replied Lukashka. 'What are you glad about? asked Olenin. 'Supposing your brother had been killed; would you be glad?
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