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Lionel thought that before he tried casting in the presence of Miss Honnor Cunyngham, he should like to get a few quiet lessons from old Robert. However, all this expenditure of skill proved to be of no avail.

If Lady Adela and her sisters were coming to this exhibition, was it not highly probable that Honnor Cunyngham might be of the party? He did not wish to meet any one of them; especially did he not care to meet them while he was acting as escort to Miss Burgoyne.

As for Miss Honnor Cunyngham oh, no! she was too far away she lived remote, isolated, apart she neither gave nor demanded sympathy or society she was sufficient unto herself alone. But why ask whether it were this one or that? Soon he would be forgotten by them all.

The handsome old fisherman appeared at once; but she instantly perceived by his face that something was wrong. "This is ferry strange, Miss Honnor," said he, "that the fly-book is not in the bag. And I could not have dropped it out. I was not thinking of looking for it when we started, for I knew I had put it there " "Oh, I know, Robert," she said at once. "Mr.

Off it set again; and Honnor after it, until at last it caught the line in a birch-bush and broke it; then, just as if nothing had happened, it began to graze, as usual.

"I told Jeffreys the moment I saw you coming down the strath. We'll put back dinner a bit; but be as quick as you can." At the same moment there appeared a white-draped figure on the landing above, leaning over the balustrade. "What have you done, Mr. Moore?" called down the well-known voice of Honnor Cunyngham.

"She might have given up one morning's fishing, I think, especially as you have been such an assiduous attendant carrying her things for her, and keeping her company on those long excursions " "Oh, don't be afraid," said Miss Georgie, with a bit of a covert laugh. "Honnor won't forsake her friend like that. I'll bet you she won't be far from the Horse's Drink when Mr.

It was a Saturday night that Honnor Cunyngham and her mother who had come up from Brighton for a few days had been induced to fix for their visit to the New Theatre; and as the evening drew near, Lionel became more and more anxious, so that he almost regretted having persuaded them.

Miss Honnor was probably as interested as either of them, but she only said, "I think he is well-hooked, and you'll get him, but don't bear too hardly on him for all that."

"I suppose there is no chance of my ever seeing you in London, Miss Honnor," he continued, rather breathlessly. "If if I might presume on the acquaintanceship formed up here, I should like well, I should like to show you I had not forgotten your kindness. Do you ever come to London? I think Miss Lestrange said you sometimes did." "Why, I am in London a great part of every year!" she said.