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"Mercy indeed, as you say," Mr. Molesworth assented. "I suppose we shall be hung up here until they send a relief down?" The guard Mr. Molesworth knew him as 'George' by name, and by habit constantly polite turned and waved his flag hurriedly, in acknowledgment of the shouting ahead, before answering "You may count on half an hour's delay, sir. Lucky it's no worse.
"I saw you slip out of the station and took a fancy that I'd follow. Pretty little out-of-the-way spot, this. Eh? Why, where on earth did you pick up those angling traps?" "I stole them," answered Mr. Molesworth deliberately, choosing a fly. He did not in the least desire Sir John's company, but somehow found himself too full of good-nature to resent it actively. "Stole 'em?"
Hollingsworth came forward and stood in the pastor's place at the desk. Mrs. Molesworth twisted her neck in an endeavor to see if he had notes; Colonel Parton decided promptly that here was no orator; Belle smiled at Rosalind across the aisle, thinking of the detective.
"He held my attention, I grant, but I don't call it a sermon; it was too elementary, it was nothing but a talk," she heard Mrs. Molesworth saying. "If it wasn't a sermon, it was something better," answered cheery Mrs. Parton. "Most magnetic speaker," the colonel was remarking to some one.
In consequence of this conservatism Friendship one day awoke in the fashion. There were fine old homes in Friendship which in their soft-toned browns and grays seemed as much a part of the landscape as the forest trees that surrounded them and shaded the broad street. Associated with these mansions were names dignified and substantial, such as Molesworth, Parton, Gilpin, Whittredge.
Molesworth closed his eyes, instinctively concealing his sudden sickening terror of what an accident just there must mean: and for a second or so he actually had a sensation of dropping into space.
He had already made some translations from the French, and written some humorous and satirical pieces; when, in 1694, Molesworth published his "Account of Denmark," in which he treats the Danes and their monarch with great contempt; and takes the opportunity of insinuating those wild principles by which he supposes liberty to be established, and by which his adversaries suspect that all subordination and government is endangered.
Henry Reeve had gone on a visit into Dorsetshire, and at the time of her husband's return from Aix was in Cornwall at Pencarrow, near Bodmin on a visit to her old friend, Lady Molesworth.
"I knew we must have had a narrow escape." "And you can be tying the fly there on to that gut as steady as a doctor picking up an artery! Well, I envy you. Look at that!" Sir John held out a brown, hairy, shaking hand. "And I don't reckon myself a coward, either." Mr. Molesworth knew that the man's record had established at any rate his reputation for courage.
The Drapier in his letter to Lord Molesworth has made a fair offer, "Secure his country from Wood's coinage," then condemn all he has writ and said as false and scandalous, when your lordship does as much I must confess it will be somewhat difficult to discover the impostor.
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