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A harmless and very amiable lunatic, to be sure, yet none the less the victim of a deranged mind. "Eaten up your creams?" asked Mr. Hibbert, glancing around. "Then we'll have another apiece." He signaled the waitress, giving the order. "Don't ask me -yet -how I know," continued their host, turning once more to Greg Holmes, "but you're going to find yourself a millionaire within a week. I know it.
So you had better, I think, put him off pretend that we are very angry, and get him to promise not to try to see or to write to Olive until, let us say, the end of the year. It will only make him more keen on her. When Alice opened the drawing-room door Captain Hibbert rushed forward; his soft eyes were bright with excitement, and his tall figure was thrown into a beautiful pose when he stopped.
It did not seem to strike the Hibbert critic that this line of criticism raises the question, not of whether Christ is God, but of whether the critic in the Hibbert Journal is God.
'Captain Hibbert is waiting in the drawing-room. He says he must see you. At the mention of Captain Hibbert's name Mrs. Barton's admirably governed temper showed signs of yielding: her face contracted and she bit her lips. 'You must go down and see him. Tell him that Olive is very ill and that the doctor is with her. And mind you, you must not answer any questions.
Hibbert ordered ices similar to those that had been enjoyed that afternoon. Then Mr. Colquitt, with a brisk air, began: "Concerning that suspicion that young Holmes might be the missing heir to a large sum of money, I'll tell you how Mr. Hibbert got his idea." Then, as though fearing that he had made too great a promise, Mr. Colquitt paused. "It's this way," he went on, at last.
'There will be plenty of time to see her later on, whispered Mrs. Barton. 'Remember what you promised me; 'and she pointed to Captain Hibbert, who was standing on the steps of the house, his wide decorative shoulders defined against a piece of grey sky.
And hence no single narrative has, perhaps, done more to confirm the superstitious opinion that apparitions of this awful kind cannot arise without a divine fiat. Doctor Hibbert adds in a note 'A short time before the vision, Colonel Gardiner had received a severe fall from his horse.
If it be true that early Indian religion lacked precisely those superstitions, so childish, so grotesque, and yet so useful, which we find at work in contemporary tribes, and which we read of in history, the discovery is even more remarkable and important than the author of the 'Hibbert Lectures' seems to suppose.
"Hibbert and his kee -I mean, his friend -are still talking earnestly. I wonder if they lock poor Hibbert up part of the time?" Colquitt and young Mr. Hibbert had now turned in at the Eagle Hotel. Dave glanced at his watch, remarking: "Fellows, it's ten minutes after six. Those of you who want any supper will do well to hurry home."
Donne in Paris, early in the seventeenth century. Dr. Hibbert dedicated his book, in 1825, to Sir Walter Scott, of Abbotsford, Bart., President of the Royal Society of Edinburgh. Sir Walter, at heart as great a ghost-hunter as ever lived, was conceived to have a scientific interest in the 'mental principles to which certain popular illusions may be referred'. Thus Dr.
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