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He had just caught sight of Gregory's excited face as he came splashing towards him to pant hoarsely: "That's right! Hold him a moment and I'll be back." He was back directly with the gig, and by that time the men were about him, and the injured man was carried ashore, two of the sailors dragging the gig right up to the sands, upon which Mr Morgan was laid.
Seymour could not be otherwise than perfectly polite, and after a few words, followed her to Gregory's room. Annie at once came to Hunting and asked, "Why did that man act so?" "Why, don't you see?" answered he, hastily. "Mr. Seymour is Mr. Gregory's partner. They all have the same reason for feeling hostile toward me, though perhaps Gregory has special reasons," he added, with a searching look.
In all the annals of Christian enterprise during eighteen centuries, there is probably not one which presented less hope of success than St. Gregory's resolution to add the spiritual beauty of the Christian to the physical beauty which he admired in the captives of the Roman forum. Among those to whom he applied to assist and further his purpose was the great queen of the Franks.
As he left, Peace said that he should not go and see the Dysons that night, but would call on a friend of his, Gregory, who lived next door to them in Banner Cross Terrace. It was now about a quarter to seven. Peace went to Gregory's house, but his friend was not at home. The lure of the Dysons was irresistible.
"Those little peanut-roasters and coffee-grinders are new to me. Never had any experience with anything much but Unions and Standards. That's what most of the fishermen have in their boats." Gregory's face cleared. "I may be able to take you on. I have a lot of motors which will need looking after before long.
I can't give you all the dope but I can tell you a few things that will open your eyes." The two men drew farther into the shadows and conferred in low-pitched voices, broken now and then by Gregory's muttered exclamations. While they talked one of the night men from the cannery hurried on to the scene. "Message for Mr. Gregory," he called. Gregory took the message and drew nearer the coals.
They started at midnight, and by means of forced marches, travelling day and night, reached Gregory's old camp on the river; having fortunately found a small supply of water at one place on the way. From this point they followed the river down, obtaining water from springs in the banks, and on the 20th November arrived at the mine, where they were warmly entertained.
I can't say that I am dazzled by the honour. I should like to know my aunts, but as for the other two, I would not go across the street to make their acquaintance." He carefully stowed the letters away in his portmanteau, and then lay down for a few hours' sleep. "The day is breaking, master," Zaki said, laying his hand upon Gregory's shoulder. "All right, Zaki!
Gregory's last camp, somewhere about its sources, which might be thirty miles nearer. Wind, south-east. Country drying up very fast. Thursday, 13th June, Chain of Ponds. To-day I shall move the camp to the easternmost part of Newcastle Water, and now that rain has come from the east, I shall try if I can cross Sturt Plains, and endeavour to reach the Gulf of Carpentaria.
Gregory's procedure was little less revolutionary than that of the King, but the claim to depose might appear as only a concomitant to the power already wielded by Popes in bestowing crowns, while for Gregory it had by this time become the copingstone in the fabric of those relations between Church and State which he and his party were building up.
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