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A delay had occurred that morning in the delivery, and Judith was resenting it, feeling half inclined to reject the letter, now that it had come. The letters from Germany arrived irregularly; sometimes by the afternoon post at four, sometimes by the morning; the only two deliveries in Helstonleigh.
"Long live Tom Channing, the senior of Helstonleigh school!" shouted bold Bywater; and the boys, thus encouraged, took up the shout, and the old walls echoed it. "Long live Tom Channing, the senior of Helstonleigh school!" Before the noise had died away, Lady Augusta was gone, and another had been added to the company, in the person of Mr. Huntley.
Probably, he had never looked upon it from a serious point of view; possibly, he had never noticed it. Hamish had not spoken, even to Ellen; but, that they did care for each other very much, was evident to those who chose to open their eyes. "No two people in all Helstonleigh were so happy in their children as you!" exclaimed Mr. Huntley. "Or had such cause to be so."
Clear you I would, and I saw there was no way to do it but by telling the truth, which I did not care to do while I was in Helstonleigh. "The first person that I shall lavish a little of my wealth upon, when I return, will be poor Jenkins, if he should be still in the land of the living. We all know that he has as much in him as a gander, and lets that adorable Mrs.
Then he put on his hat, and, with Roland's letter safe in his pocket, went out again to call on Lady Augusta. It happened, however, that Lady Augusta was not at home. She had gone to dine at Colonel Joliffe's, a family who lived some distance from Helstonleigh necessitating an early departure from home, if she would be in time for their six o'clock dinner-hour.
Rather too innocent, perhaps: and the bishop's eyes twinkled, and a half-smile crossed his lips; but he made no sign. Well would it be if all the clergy were as sweet-tempered as that Bishop of Helstonleigh! "Well, Ketch, take care of your keys for the future," was all he said, as he walked away. "Good night, boys."
But he was a shrewd man and a capable; he was also, in his way, a dandy; dressed scrupulously in the fashion, with delicate shirt fronts and snow-white wristbands; and for the last twenty-five years, at least, had been a mark for all the single ladies of Helstonleigh to set their caps at. Of beauty, Mr.
The Reverend William Yorke was chanting, and Arthur Channing sat at the organ. Would the Very Reverend the Dean of Helstonleigh, standing in his stall so serenely placid, his cap resting on the cushion beside him, ever again intimate a doubt that Arthur was not worthy to take part in the service? But the dean did not know the news yet. Back in the school-room, Bywater lost no time.
"If there is a mystery, I'll try to come to the bottom of it, when I reach Helstonleigh," thought Mr. Huntley. "Arthur's not guilty, whoever else may be." It was impossible to shake his firm faith in Arthur Channing. Mr. Huntley was one of the few who read character strongly and surely, and he knew Arthur was incapable of doing wrong.
In an hour's time it will be known from one end of Helstonleigh to the other." The magistrates sat on the bench in the town-hall of Helstonleigh. But, before the case was called on for the police had spoken too fast in saying they were waiting for it Arthur became acquainted with one great fact: that it was not Mr. Galloway who had driven matters to this extremity.
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