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"Let us suppose the surface of this earth wholly covered with water," said Hutton, "and that the sun were stationary, being always vertical in one place; then, from the laws of heat and rarefaction, there would be formed a circulation in the atmosphere, flowing from the dark and cold hemisphere to the heated and illuminated place, in all directions, towards the place of the greatest cold.
TO MRS. LAURENCE HUTTON 14 Coolidge Avenue, Cambridge, December 27, 1900. ...So you read about our class luncheon in the papers? How in the world do the papers find out everything, I wonder. I am sure no reporter was present. I had a splendid time; the toasts and speeches were great fun.
She had studied him as he stood there, waiting for the wedding march, and she had thought how handsome he looked and how fine it would have been if her wee Betty had been getting a man like that in place of the weak-faced Bessemer Hutton. She had watched to see who he was with, and felt deep satisfaction when she noticed him lean over and speak to Mrs. Bryce Cochrane as if he belonged to her.
A distant voice in the hall. She moved to the fire, and stood quietly reading an evening paper. "Captain Warkworth would be glad if you would see him for a few minutes, miss. He would like to ask you himself about her ladyship." "Please ask him to come in, Hutton." Hutton effaced himself, and the young man entered, Then Julie raised her voice.
You had planned it all with Hutton, who has become your tool, before you came to me. Don't contradict. It distresses me to hear you. Well, now we part." "Of course. Perhaps to-morrow you will allow me a few last words?" "I think not. This will cost me dear," said Lady Henry, her white lips twitching. "Say them now, mademoiselle." "You are suffering." Julie made an uncertain step forward.
I forgot Macartney could not know I knew he was Hutton, or all the rest that I did know. I said, "What hell's trick are you up to now?" But Macartney only turned a played-out face to me. "Take her from me, will you?" he snapped. "I'm done." He let Marcia slip down into the snow. "Wilbraham's killed!" It was cleverly done.
But without abandoning this view, he now regards it as inadequate more especially in respect of its basis." Mr. Hutton, however, taking the bare enunciation of one part of this basis, deals with it critically; and, in the absence of any exposition by me, sets forth what he supposes to be my grounds for it, and proceeds to show that they are unsatisfactory.
On the edge of it was a man and the silly elation left my heart as the gas leaves a toy balloon when you stick a pin in it. It was not Hutton outside. It was for the second time that night only Macartney! I stood and stared at him like a fool. It was a good half minute before I even wondered what had brought Macartney out of his bed in the assay office.
And inasmuch as, under these circumstances, there need be no limit to the propagation of animals and plants, it is clear that the consistent working out of the uniformitarian idea might load to the conception of the eternity of the world. Not that I mean to say that either Hutton or Lyell held this conception assuredly not; they would have been the first to repudiate it.
"It's late, and neither you nor I are going to meet Hutton to-night," I said rather cheerlessly. "You'd better go to bed." "I want to say something first," slowly, as if she had been thinking. "What Macartney said to-night that I was engaged to Dick Hutton when Mr. Van Ruyne said I took those emeralds wasn't true! I never was engaged to Dick.
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