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It was a fortunate thing for Moossy that some one died in Germany and left him a little money, so that he could give up the hopeless drudgery of the Seminary and go home to live in a little house upon the banks of the Rhine. His wife, who had been improving under Dr. Manley's care, began to brisk up at once, and was quite certain of recovery when one afternoon they left Muirtown Station.
He suspected shrewdly that she was thinking what she would have done in Manley's place, and was trying to reconcile Mrs. Hawley's assurances that Manley was not actually sick or disabled with the blunt fact that he had stayed in town and permitted others to come out to see if she were alive or dead. And Kent had another problem to solve. Should he tell her the truth?
The boys flushed with pleasure at Captain Manley's kind address, and as he finished Carruthers stepped forward and shook them warmly by the hand. "How are you both?" he said. "You have not forgotten me, I hope." "I had not seen you before.
"Fie," you will say, "the site is savage, then, like all else in this New World?" My dear sir, you were never more mistaken. Mr. Manley's young eye of genius fastened upon it at once, to adapt it to a house and gardens in the Italian style. Have I mentioned this Mr. Manley in former letters? He will have none of your new craze for Gothic.
"I I hate to tell, but I want you to to help me." "Well?" To Kent, at that moment, she was not Manley's wife; she was not any man's wife; she was the girl he loved loved with the primitive, absorbing passion of the man who lives naturally and does not borrow his morals from his next-door neighbor. His code of ethics was his own, thought out by himself.
'Tis but a wearisome relief to conversation to have interludes of songs about Strephon and Sylvia, recited with a lisp by a gentleman with fringed gloves and a languishing look." "Fie on it," cried Tarleton, "let us seek for a fresher topic. Are you asked to Abigail Masham's to-night, or will you come to Dame de la Riviere Manley's?" "Dame de la what? in the name of long words who is she?" "Oh!
Manley's face turned very keen, and he said: "I believe you know a good deal more about the affair than I do, if you liked to speak." It seemed to him that for a moment Mr. Manley's desire to make himself valued struggled with his desire to be accurate. Then the young man shook his head and said in a tone of surprise: "But what nonsense! You know so much more about it than I do.
The world's full of men ready and willing to give 'em a taste of pure, unadulterated hell." Manley stared at him stupidly, and then laughed doubtfully, as if he felt certain of having, by his dullness, missed the point of a very good joke. After that the time was filled with the preparations for Manley's absence.
Flexen was inclined to think that either of them might take it. Mr. Manley's confident declaration that they were both creatures of strong emotions had impressed him. He felt that Colonel Grey, under the impulse to save Lady Loudwater, would stick at very little; and he was used to violence and to hold human life cheap.
Carrington gazed at him with unhappy eyes. His square, massive face had lost utterly its expression of triumph. "But hang it all!" he cried. "What are we going to do? Knowing what we know, we can't sit still and do nothing." "I can't see anything we can do," said Mr. Flexen frankly, and he rose. "You have demonstrated that Manley's position is impregnable."
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