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Once more the wide lane opened magically for him but again Judge Maynard's measured progress was momentarily barred.
Lane responded as best he could, and presently he found himself standing at the curb, watching the car move away. "Come out to-morrow," called back Blair. The Maynard's car was carrying his comrades away. His first feeling was one of gladness the next of relief. He could be alone now alone to find out what had happened to him, and to this strange Middleville.
Maynard's doggerel was always highly appreciated by the children, and they sang the pleasing ditty over and over, while King rubbed away at the shoes in time to the chorus. The sun was setting as they neared New Haven. The approach, along the shores of the beautiful harbor, was most picturesque, and both the children and their parents were impressed by the beauty of the scene.
Another Whig of far higher character was called at the same time to a far higher place in the administration. The Great Seal had now been four years in commission. Since Maynard's retirement, the constitution of the Court of Chancery had commanded little respect.
The little face was still pale, and there was a subdued melancholy in it, as of one who sups with friends for the last time, and has his ear open for the signal that will call him away. But the tiny hand rested with the pressure of contented affection on Maynard's arm, and the dark eyes met his downward glance with timid answering love. There was no train of bridesmaids; only pretty Mrs.
So on a fair, sunshiny May morning, the big car started once more on its travels, with half a dozen Maynards packed in it. They were waving good-byes, and calling back messages of farewell, and the car rolled away, leaving Grandma and Uncle Steve watching them out of sight. Their next destination was New York City, where they were to make a short visit at Grandma Maynard's.
She did not know what to make of this frankness of the young man's, and she did not know whether to consider him very depraved or very innocent. In her question she continued to stare at him, without being aware of the embarrassment to which she was putting him. "I heard of Mrs. Maynard's being here, and I thought I should find him, too.
'Archdeacon Maynard's a vice-president of the Free and Open Churchmen in England. I heard him speak eloquently, if a little floridly, on the right of the poor to the House of God. Manners chuckled. 'England's some way off, he said. Topready spoke from his heart. 'I don't like it.
What do you mean by not relinquishing the case? If there is some one else in attendance." "I am in attendance," said the girl firmly. "I am Mrs. Maynard's physician." "You? Physician" "If you have looked at my card" she began with indignant severity.
"He is such a respectable young man, ma'am," said Jane, "you don't know." Ignoring the slur cast on her acquaintance, my wife inquired further about this William. "He is second porter at Maynard's, the draper's," said Jane, "and gets eighteen shillings nearly a pound a week, m'm; and when the head porter leaves he will be head porter. His relatives are quite superior people, m'm.
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