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A mask of surprised recognition fell across this revelation of emotion as she turned her head towards him, and the pose of the other man in brown vanished too in a momentary astonishment. And then he had passed them, and was riding on towards Haslemere to make what he could of the swift picture that had photographed itself on his brain. "Rum," said Mr. Hoopdriver. "It's DASHED rum!"
Had we not been impatient and chosen the steep road, less often travelled than the other, we should no doubt have met the carriage which drove the bridal couple to the Haslemere station. Another exemplification of the old proverb, that "the more haste, the less speed." We could now only repair our mistake, if it still admitted of reparation, by giving chase with such speed as was practicable.
Though entered at Oxford, he soon left his books for the army and was present at the siege and taking of Belgrade in 1717. Peace descending, the young man returned to England, and on the death of his elder brother came into the estate, and was presently made Member of Parliament for Haslemere in Surrey. His character was a firm and generous one; his bent, markedly humane.
The villagers of Shottermill heard the wild clatter of hoofs, but ere they could swing the ox-hide curtains of their cottage doors horse and rider were lost amid the high bracken of the Haslemere Valley. On he went, and on, tossing the miles behind his flying hoofs. No marsh-land could clog him, no hill could hold him back.
And then, at Uncle Steve's orders, the girls were made tidy, and he took them out for a drive, while the long-suffering Carter was called in to remove all evidences of the dreadful automobile accident. The summer, as all summers will do, came to an end, and at last it was the very day before Marjorie was to leave Haslemere and go back to her own home.
After leaving Borough Farm, we had built a house on a hill near Haslemere, looking south over the blue and purple Weald; but two years' residence had convinced me that Surrey was almost as populous as London, and that real solitude for literary work was not to be found there at any rate, in that corner of it where we had chosen to build, and, also, while we were nursing our newly planted shrubberies of baby pines and rhododendrons, there was always in my mind, as I find from letters of the time, a discontented yearning for "an old house and old trees"! We found both at Stocks, whither we migrated in the summer of 1892.
'Quite right. 'When he purchased his ticket for Haslemere, you did the same. 'I did. 'When you arrived at Haslemere, you sent a telegram to your friend, Dr Watson, telling him of your whereabouts. 'You are wrong there; I ran after the motor car. 'You certainly sent a telegram from somewhere, to someone, or at least dropped a note in the post-box.
We were at that time half-way through the building of a house at Haslemere, which was to supersede Borough Farm. We had grown out of Borough and were for the moment houseless, so far as summer quarters were concerned. And for my work's sake, I felt that eagerness for new scenes and suggestions which is generally present, I think, in the story-teller of all shades.
She took the budget of letters her uncle handed her and counted five. They were all duly stamped, and all were postmarked, but the postmarks all read Haslemere. "How funny!" exclaimed Marjorie; "I didn't know there was a post office at Haslemere." "You didn't!" exclaimed Uncle Steve; "why, there certainly is.
"All richt; that'll be Haslemere," says Private M'Micking, scribbling down the word. "Go on, Sandy!" Private Wamphray, pausing to expectorate, continues "R-e-c-o-n-n-o-i-t-r Cricky, what a worrd! Let's hae it repeatit." Wamphray flaps his flag vigorously, he knows this particular signal only too well, and the word comes through again. The distant signaller, slowing down a little, continues,
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