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Colonel Marchbanks, who has finally retired from the army, dwells with the Armstrongs, and has organised the miners and settlers into a local force of which he is the chief. For the place has grown much of late in importance as well as in numbers, and in such a wild region there is need for defensive arrangements.
She put her crochet in her pocket, and we thought of course she would stay to tea. It was four in the afternoon when she went away. About an hour later Olivia Marchbanks called. It came out that Olivia had a move to make. In fact, that she wanted to set us all to making moves.
But he had not much time to think, for the command was almost immediately given to mount and ride. Quashy was beside him, for, being his servant, Colonel Marchbanks had said he might do with him as he pleased. But Quashy was silent, for his spirit was chafed. His master observed the fact after the first half-hour's gallop. "What ails you, Quash?"
The fact is, I find that there has been a raid of the Indians into this part of the country, and a body of troops has been sent to quell them under Colonel Marchbanks. Now this colonel, as his name will suggest, is an Englishman, in the service of the Argentine army, under whose orders I have been serving, and to communicate with whom was one of my chief reasons for undertaking this journey."
Cessation from society duties is at least restful. Last night, lying awake and wondering where you were, my thoughts reverted to that girl. I remembered her face. All at once a long-forgotten chord of memory hummed its note. Twenty years ago, when you were a little boy, Rex, I met a Mrs. Marchbanks. She was a sweet singer. Does your Winifred sing?"
"Well, Senhor Armstrong," said Manuela, earnestly, and in good English, "I admit that I am the daughter of Colonel Marchbanks, but I did not indeed I did not wish to deceive " "Deceive!" interrupted Lawrence, quickly, "as well might you tell me that one of the unfallen angels did not mean to deceive. O dear one, forgive me!
It was Thursday, just at dusk, when Adelaide Marchbanks walked over, at last, and proffered her invitation. "You had better all come to us," she said, graciously. "It is a pity to divide. We want the same people, of course, the Hendees, and the Haddens, and Leslie." She hardly attempted to disguise that we ourselves were an afterthought.
Hobart again, over the balusters. And Elijah, Mrs. Hobart's Yankee man-servant, brought up on her father's farm, clattered up stairs in his thick boots, that sounded on the smooth oak as if a horse were coming. Mrs. Marchbanks looked bewilderedly around her room again. "They'll break everything!" she said, and took down a little Sèvres cup from a bracket. "There, Mrs. Marchbanks!
He advanced a step with outstretched arms, and then, checking himself, clasped his hands. "Is it can it be a dream?" "What doos you dream, senhor?" asked the girl, in the old familiar broken English. "Manuela, dear girl, do not trifle with me. It seems like magic. Did I not see you in the ballroom white the daughter of Colonel Marchbanks?"
Leger, for instance, is always pronounced as if written Sillinger; Cholmondeley as Chumleigh; Marjoribanks as Marchbanks; and the illustrious name of Cavendish was for centuries familiarly pronounced Candish; and Wordsworth has even introduced this name into verse so as to compel the reader, by a metrical coercion, into calling it Candish.
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