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Alas! all empty stands the throne, Reserved for Mohun's race alone, And the old folks can only tell Of the good lords who ruled so well. "Ah! I bethink me of the time, The last before those years of crime, When with his open hearty cheer, The good old squire was sitting here."
Swartz had profited by the moment, when our attention was attracted by the firing, to pass through the door, gain his horse at a bound, and throw himself into the saddle, with an agility that was incredible in one so fat. At the same moment Mohun's pistol-shot responded, but the bullet whistled harmlessly over the spy's head. In an instant he had disappeared in the woods.
To be brief, I am anxious to procure a certain document in Swartz's possession." "A certain document?" I said, looking intently at the speaker. "Exactly, colonel." "Which Swartz has?" "Precisely, colonel." "And which he stole from the papers of Colonel Darke on the night of Mohun's combat with Darke, in the house near Carlisle?" Mr. Nighthawk looked keenly at me, in turn.
His gloom so profound on that night when I parted with him, after the expedition to the lonely house beyond Monk's Neck, had entirely disappeared; and I saw in him as few traces of the days on the Rappahannock, in Pennsylvania, and the Wilderness. These progressive steps in the development of Mohun's character may be indicated by styling them the first, second, and third phases of the individual.
And I looked back, and saw him dashing water out of the fountain on to mamma. Oh, she was so frightened!" Musing upon this curious history for my Lord Mohun's name was Henry too, and they called each other Frank and Harry often and not a little disturbed and anxious, Esmond rode home. His dear lady was on the terrace still, one of her women with her, and my lord no longer there.
My "Ravenswood" riding dress set a fashion in ladies' coats for quite a long time. Mine was copied by Mr. Lucas from a leather coat of Lord Mohun's. He is said to have had it on when he was killed. At any rate there was a large stab in the back of the coat, and a blood-stain. This was my first speculation in play-buying! I saw it acted, and thought I could do something with it.
At that moment the council was invaded, as it sat in Miss Mohun's drawing-room, upon rugs and wicker chairs, to be refreshed with tea. In burst a whole army of Merrifields, headed by little Primrose, now a tall girl of twelve years old, more the pet of the family than any of her elders had been allowed to be. Her cry was "Oh, mamma, mamma, here's the very one for the captain of the buccaneers!"
"Certainly not; but if my brother consents he will not mind it for Dolores. She is a good girl in the main, but even mine have very different ideals from what we had." "Please tell me. I see it a little, and I have been thinking about it." "Well, perhaps you will laugh, but my ideal work was Sunday-schools." "Are not they Miss Mohun's ideal still?"
Had his solitary life prevented him from hearing the vague rumors and surmises which must have followed that event? This was the simplest explanation, and I believe the correct one. Certain it is that the worthy Mr. Hope received us with smiling cordiality. Doubtless he recalled the past, but was too kind to spread a gloom over Mohun's feelings by alluding to his loss.
The question of Jane's confirmation was decided in an unexpected manner; for the day after Mr. Mohun's conversation with his nephew she was attacked by a headache and sore throat, spent a feverish night, and in the morning was so unwell that a medical man was sent for from Raynham.
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