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Then as the hideous figure slipped his arm about her and pressed a musty hand over her mouth she fainted. "Held up by a gunman?" asked James Kitson incredulously, "why, what do you mean?" "It doesn't sound right, does it?" smiled Beale, "especially after McNorton telling us the other day that there was no such thing as a gunman in England.
Pupil of her husband, Henry H. Kitson, and of Dagnan-Bouveret in Paris. The women of Michigan commissioned Mrs. Kitson to make two bronze statues representing the woods of their State for the Columbian Exhibition at Chicago.
Sir James Kitson and I had worked together so harmoniously in raising up a united party in Leeds that this partial breach between us was rather painful. Happily it did not last long.
If they do not multiply it fast enough, Mr Kitson will tell them that they are strangling trade, because the volume of production is limited by the amount of money available.
We are going home, and Kitty's friend is coming to stay with us," and Dan looked towards Pamela. "May I introduce Miss Pamela Peters Lady Kitson, Miss Kitson," said Dan very formally, and growing very red. Pamela smiled and bowed very prettily to Lady Kitson. Lady Kitson stared at Pamela, but gave her only the vaguest of acknowledgments. Lettice nodded as though her neck were loose at the joint.
The old man nodded slowly. "What does she know?" "That is for you to discover," said Kitson gently, and pushed him toward the door. With a quaking heart he turned the knob and stepped guiltily into the presence of the girl who in the eyes of the law was his wife. She rose to meet him, and he stood spellbound, still holding the handle of the door.
The girl is of an age when she can do as she wishes, and as I understand the matter you have no legal status as a guardian." "None," said James Kitson, "that is our weak point. I am merely the custodian of her money. Officially I am supposed to be ignorant of the fact that Oliva Cresswell is Oliva Prédeaux, the heiress." "Therefore our hands are tied," concluded Beale quietly.
He sat at the table, nervously drumming with his fingers. "Does the superintendent know everything?" "Nearly everything," replied Beale. "Nearly everything," repeated the superintendent with a smile, "except this great Green Rust business. There I admit I am puzzled." "Even I know nothing about that," said Kitson, looking curiously at Beale.
Here John Millinborn had preserved a few pheasants in the early days of his occupancy of the Lodge on the hill. As Kitson entered one side of the plantation he heard a rustling noise, as though somebody were moving through the undergrowth. It was too heavy a noise for a bolting rabbit or a startled bird to make, and he peered into the thick foliage.
'So please you, Sir, growled the first in his throat, 'here stands Christopher Kitson of Barrowbridge, ready to avouch himself a true man, and prove in yonder fellow's teeth that it was not a broken-kneed beast that I sent up for a heriard to my Lord Archbishop when my father died; but that he of Easingwold is a black slanderer and backbiter.
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