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Carruthers, of Cambridge, head of the firm of Carruthers, Doubleday, Carruthers and Pearse, one of the most respectable legal firms in the county, "to offer payment in full at once." "It is a pity," said Mr. Nagle, "that this offer could not have been made before. We might have been saved the trouble of coming here." "Pardon me," replied Mr.
He said no word, he made no step forward, and yet Catherine felt as if the whole of his being was calling her, drawing her to him.... Suddenly there rang through the still air a discordant cry: "Catherine! Catherine!" Mrs. Nagle sighed, a long convulsive sigh. It was as though a deep pit had opened between herself and her companion. "That was Charles," she whispered, "poor Charles calling me.
All England was then sharply divided into two camps, the one composed of those who welcomed with enthusiasm the wonderful new invention which obliterated space, the other of those who dreaded and abhorred the coming of the railroads. Charles Nagle got up and walked to the end of the terrace.
And now James Mottram had given up coming to Edgecombe in the old familiar way; or rather and this galled Catherine shrewdly he came only sufficiently often not to rouse remark among their servants and humble neighbours. Catherine Nagle was on the edge of the wood, and looking about her she saw with surprise that the railway men she had come down to see had finished work for the day.
Of the latter were Bishop French, Sir Richard Nagle, Sir Richard Belling, Lord Orrery, Father Peter Walsh, and William Molyneux; of the former, Ludowick Barry, Sir John Denham, the Earl of Roscommon, and Richard Flecknoe, the Mac Flecknoe of Dryden.
Nagle knew that the steam-engine had been run over the line for the first time the night before, for James Mottram and she had arranged that the trial should take place then rather than in the daytime. She also knew that Charles had slept through the long dark hours, those hours during which she had lain wide awake by his side listening to the strange new sounds made by the Bridport Wonder.
I wish him the joy of the meeting!" It was five hours later. Mrs. Nagle had bidden her reverend guest good night, and she was now moving about her large, barely furnished bedchamber, waiting for her husband to come upstairs. The hours which had followed James Mottram's departure had seemed intolerably long.
The venerable Darcy and the accomplished Belling were no longer their oracles of the law; but they had the services of Sir Nicholas Plunkett, an old confederate, of Sir Richard Nagle, author of the famous "Coventry Letter," of Nugent, afterwards Lord Riverston, and other able men.
It opened on a steep path which, after traversing two fields, terminated in the beech-wood where now ran the iron track of the new railroad. Catherine Nagle unlocked the orchard gate, and went through on to the field path. And then she slackened her steps. For hours, nay, for days, she had been longing for solitude, and now, for a brief space, solitude was hers.
And if they're going off at once, you might order that a barrel of good ale be sent down to them. I'm informed that that's what James has had done this very day. Now I've no wish that James should appear more generous than I!" Catherine Nagle smiled, the indulgent kindly smile which a woman bestows on a loved child who suddenly betrays a touch of that vanity which is, in a child, so pardonable.
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