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Maybe you could help some when it comes to cashing in the ticket to that 5 to 1 shot. Yes, I'd really take it as a pastime and regalement if you boys would go along too. "Murkison gives it out in Grassdale that he is going for a few days with Mr. Peters and Mr. Tucker to look over some iron ore property in West Virginia.
About that time he frequently called at Grassdale, and often dined with us, on which occasions I fear Arthur would willingly have cast prudence and decorum to the winds, and made ‘a night of it,’ as often as his friend would have consented to join him in that exalted pastime; and if the latter had chosen to comply, he might, in a night or two, have ruined the labour of weeks, and overthrown with a touch the frail bulwark it had cost me such trouble and toil to construct.
He was evidently reluctant to grant the request, but while he hesitated I snatched it from his hand. Recollecting myself, however, the minute after, I offered to restore it. ‘Here, take it,’ said I, ‘if you don’t want me to read it.’ ‘No,’ replied he, ‘you may read it if you like.’ I read it, and so may you. Grassdale, Nov. 4th.
She married an Irish soldier whose regiment passed through Grassdale, and was heard of no more till about ten years back, when she returned to her native place, the discontented, envious, altered being you now see her." "She is not reserved in regard to her past life, said Lester. "She is too happy to seize the attention of any one to whom she can pour forth her dark and angry confidence.
Meanwhile, in following the adventures of Walter Lester, we have greatly outstript the progress of events of Grassdale, and thither we now return. Her thoughts as pure as the chaste morning's breath, When from the Night's cold arms it creeps away, Were clothed in words. Sir J. Suckling Detraction Execrated "You positively leave us then to-day, Eugene?" said the Squire.
That pretty child is now a fine young man: he has realised his mother’s brightest expectations, and is at present residing in Grassdale Manor with his young wife—the merry little Helen Hattersley of yore. I had not looked through half the book before Mrs. Maxwell appeared to invite me into the other room to lunch.
And it is not unworthy of remark, that the bees came in greater clusters to Grassdale than to any other part of that rich and cultivated district. A small piece of waste land, which was intersected by a brook, fringed with ozier and dwarf and fantastic pollards, afforded pasture for a few cows, and the only carrier's solitary horse.
My companion gravely took my arm, and leading me away to the garden, thus answered my question,—‘She is at Grassdale Manor, in —shire.’ ‘Where?’ cried I, with a convulsive start. ‘At Grassdale Manor.’ ‘How was it?’ I gasped. ‘Who betrayed her?’ ‘She went of her own accord.’ ‘Impossible, Lawrence!
"The poor beast will be glad when we gets there, your honour," answered the Corporal, wiping his brows. "Which beast, Bunting?" "Augh! now your honour's severe! I am glad to see you so merry." Walter sighed heavily; there sat no mirth at his heart at that moment. "Pray Sir," said the Corporal after a pause, "if not too bold, has your honour heard how they be doing at Grassdale?"
He wanted to get me home, he said, to have me all to himself, and to see me safely installed as the mistress of Grassdale Manor, just as single-minded, as naïve, and piquante as I was; and as if I had been some frail butterfly, he expressed himself fearful of rubbing the silver off my wings by bringing me into contact with society, especially that of Paris and Rome; and, more-over, he did not scruple to tell me that there were ladies in both places that would tear his eyes out if they happened to meet him with me.
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