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As the earl was looking over the letters he said, "Here's a thick despatch for you, Loo: open it, and tell me what it is?" She opened it. "Well?" said her father. "It is a likeness of the doctor," she said. "The doctor! what doctor?" "Oh, Dr. Brunton he who lives in the village. He has been here several times, you remember?" "I remember perfectly. How is his likeness sent to you? who sends it?"
Miss Loo pouted when she heard that her lover would be away the greater part of the day, but it pleased her to think that her father had asked him for his help, and she resigned herself, stipulating only that he should come right back from Eureka. After breakfast the two started. Their way lay along the roll of ground which looked down upon the creek.
"They will soon get a ladder and place it against the breach in the wall and climb in." "Not if I am on the wall who amuse myself with a hayfork, Monsieur le Marquis," replied Marie, with that exaggerated respect which implies a knowledge of mental superiority. She beckoned curtly to Loo and clattered down the stairs, followed by Barebone.
The "Wandering Jew" did very well as long as it lasted. Some keep on reading novels, having laid in a stock or exchanged with other passengers, but cards are the resource of the majority. The centre-tables, as soon as breakfast is over, are occupied with parties playing poker or loo, and are covered with bank-notes and silver. Many who do not play look on to see the frolics of fortune.
A few minutes later, having skirted the orchard, they dismounted at the stable-door. After he had unsaddled his horse and thrown it some Indian corn, Bancroft hastened to the house; he wanted to be alone. On the stoop he met Loo and said to her hastily: "I can't talk now, Loo; I'm tired out and half crazy. I must go to my room and rest After supper I'll tell you everything.
It really made a beautiful appearance against the blue sky, with its gay colors and extended wings, and Loo Wing clapped his hands in delight, while the passengers cheered lustily. They watched it till it was a mere speck in the canopy, and Dwight greatly amused the little ones by sending up "letters," or bits of white paper, on the twine.
Farnese kept his sovereign minutely informed of the negociations carried on through Champagny and De Loo, and expressed his constant opinion that the Queen was influenced by motives as hypocritical as his own.
It was Loo Barebone sitting on the gunwale as he always sat, with one knee raised on the thwart, to support his elbow, and his chin in the palm of his hand, so that he could glance up the head of the sail or ahead, without needing to change his position. Sep turned and looked up at her. "I thought you said he was never coming back," he said, reproachfully. "So I did.
"Oh, it's his fun," replied her husband, walking on. "Fun?" repeated Mrs. Gibbs, sharply. "What's the matter, Ted." "Nothing," replied the mate. "Touch o' toothache," said the skipper. "Come along, Loo; I can just do with one o' your breakfasts." Mrs. Gibbs suffered herself to be led on, and had got at least five yards on the way home, when she turned and looked back.
He turned at the sound of the church clock and looked at his son, whose attitude towards Barebone was that of an admiring younger brother. "Sep," he said, "your extra half-hour has passed. You will have time to-morrow and for many days to come to exchange views with Loo." The boy was old before his time, as the children of elderly parents always are. "Very well," he said, with a grave nod.
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