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Before her, the moor sloped to the road and rose again, lifting Pinderwell House on its bosom, and to her right, from the hidden chimneys of Halkett's Farm, she could see smoke rising as though it were the easy breath of some monster lying snug among the trees.
The cart shook under Halkett's added weight, and as he took his seat he bulked enormous in the darkness. Dwarfed by that nearness, the doctor sat with his hat in one hand and gathered the reins up with the other. "No, just a minute!" Helen cried. "I want to stroke the horse." Her voice had laughter in it. "There's a patient waiting for me, you know." "Yes. There! It's done. Go on. Good-night."
He came down here with Halkett's chief clerk, whom he had hauled out of bed, and two policemen. The plan was to fire Donohue and me, and put Bicknell in charge. It might have worked if Bicknell'd had the sand. But he weakened at the last minute; admitted that he wasn't big enough to handle the despatcher's trick. The way Hawk cursed him out was a caution to sinners." "When was this?" Kent asked.
On their return to the ship, they found that the land and sea ice had separated, and they were alarmed with the prospect of having to remain on shore during the whole of an Arctic autumn night. Happily, their signals were at last seen, and a party, with two of Halkett's inflatable boats, was sent to their assistance.
'I think he is not a pamphleteer', Mrs. Devereux said. 'Mr. Lydiard, then, of course; how silly I am! How can you pardon me! Beauchamp was contrite; he could not explain that a long guess he had made at Miss Halkett's reluctance to come up to him when Dr. Shrapnel was with him had preoccupied his mind. Shrapnel? 'I thought it might be Dr. Shrapnel', she was candid enough to reply.
"What have you been doing?" Helen looked down at the dark marks where her knees had pressed the ground. "It will dry," she said, and went nearer the fire. "Zebedee says old Halkett's ill." "Drink and the devil," Rupert hummed. "He'll die soon." "Hope so," John said fervently. "I don't like to think of the bloated old beast alive." "He'll be horrider dead, I think," said Helen.
The extent of the peril and the carnage which Halkett's brigade had to encounter, may be judged of by the fact that this light company marched into the field three officers and fifty-one men, and that at the end of the battle they stood one officer and ten men.
On no point of the British line was the pressure more severe than on Halkett's brigade in the right centre which was composed of battalions of the 30th, the 33d, the 69th, and the 73d British regiments.
"They're lying quite comfortably dead in the larder." "Oh, thank Heaven! Shall I tell you a horrible secret of my past life? Once when I was very small, I crept through Halkett's larch-wood just to see what was happening down there, because Mrs. Samson had been hinting things, and what I saw oh, what do you think I saw?"
"I had to go to Halkett's Farm," he explained. "Who's ill there?" she asked sharply. "The housekeeper." "I hadn't heard. Is she very ill?" "She may be." "Then I hope she'll die," she said in a low voice. "My dear!" He was startled into the words, and they made her laugh openly for joy of knowing they were ready on his tongue. Lightly she swayed towards him, but he held her off.
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