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Richard Macnunn, two for Mr. Plasket, and here is a very fat one for 'Arthur George Rayner, Esq., Foreman at the Works of the Thames Valley Times and Post, Littlebourne, Berkshire, England. It really looks like something important." When the boy had gone off to deliver the letters, Mr.
The rain was pouring down when Mr. Burnet's boat arrived at Littlebourne Lock. Cries of joy greeted Juliet as soon as her relations saw her. Mr. Rowles was full of gruff thanks to the gentlemen, and begged the whole party to go inside the house until the rain should cease. For there was bright sky beyond the black clouds, and the shower would soon be over.
And then the boat went on and on, and I saw some broad white posts like you have at Littlebourne Weir, and the boat went up sideways tight against the posts, and I sat still and waited until somebody come by to help me." "And were you not frightened?" "I was that frightened I could not have spoke if it was ever so." "Well, well, well," said Mr.
In the end it was arranged that the following Monday should be spent by the Mitchell family in packing up the few goods which they possessed, and that on Tuesday they should send off those goods by the Littlebourne carrier, who would be directed by Mr. Burnet to call for them; and then they should all go by omnibus to Paddington station, and be met at Littlebourne station by Mr.
You are the stupidest and awkwardest girl I ever come across." "Then, why did you send me?" retorted Juliet. "I didn't want to go, I'm sure." "Hush, Juliet," interposed her father; "you must not speak so to your mother. Here is your aunt come from Littlebourne, and brought in the most splendid dinner." "I don't want no dinner," said Juliet. "Oh," said Mrs.
Mitchell's hand kindly, and took her leave. The disappearance of Juliet Mitchell from Littlebourne Lock the second time did not surprise or frighten her relations nearly so much as her flight had done on the first occasion. "Oh, she'll come home," said Mrs. Rowles; "never fear. When she is hungry she'll turn up, or someone will bring her."
I shall see no more of that old Times and Post, I'm thankful to say. New times and a new post for me! So I'm off!" And away he went, down the private road and into the highroad, and to his cottage home, where he astounded his wife by his words and manner, and from whence he betook himself and was seen no more in Littlebourne. A fortnight later, Mrs.
"My brother's wife from Littlebourne, miss; and she brought us a real good dinner, and we are all truly thankful. Amen." "You come to a poor part of London," said Miss Sutton; "and I am not going to say but that the poverty is deserved, part of it, at all events. There was Thomas Mitchell, aged twenty-three, getting good wages as a journeyman printer.
Philip and Emily had lived nearly all their lives in Littlebourne lock-house, and they knew more about boating and such matters than old men and women who live all their lives in London. The two little steamers came into the lock as soon as Rowles, assisted by his children, opened the lower gate.
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