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Updated: June 21, 2025
"I suppose you've heard. Keep it quiet, I say." "What is it? Keep what quiet?" "Why, about her, you know. I say, Marky I mean Mr Railsford could you ever give me a leg-up with her? If you asked her to your room one day, you know I could come too, and do my work." Railsford laughed. "I thought you could do your work better here; besides, you and Oakshott use the same books." "Oakshott be hanged!
"For, at a word, be it understood, He was always for ill and never for good." A week had passed since any of the family from Oakwood had come to make inquiries after the convalescent at Portchester, when Dr. Woodford mounted his sleek, sober-paced pad, and accompanied by a groom, rode over to make his report and tender his counsel to Major Oakshott.
Sit steady, and gape at me like an idiot! "Oughtn't you to look funnier than that, yourself?" interposed Ranger, relaxing his own expression to ask the question. "Oh, of course; only I'm reading just now. Oakshott will have to get that up, of course. Now begin again. Go on; look a fool. That'll do.
But men are unbelieving, my dears, and always think they know better than them as has the best right, and Major Oakshott would hear of no such thing, only if the boy was like to die, he must be christened.
"Stand up, Mr. Oakshott, compose yourself. Of course I cannot hinder your thinking about me, if it will do you any good, but there are better things to think about which would conquer evil and make you happy more effectually." He snatched her hand and kissed it, nor did she withhold it, since she really pitied him, and knew that her uncle was near, and all would soon be over.
Oakshott was only withheld by her husband's urgent representations, and promise to superintend a diligent digging in the ground, so as to ascertain whether there had been a hasty burial there.
It was on behalf of Major Oakshott, who entreated that Sir Philip might be assured of his own great regret at the prosecution and the result, and his entire belief that the provocation came from his unhappy son.
Little Philip pranced about cutting off Turks' heads in the form of poppies, 'like papa, for whose safety Anne taught him to pray night and morning. Pride in his son's exploits was a compensation to the father, who declared them to be better than vegetating over the sheepfolds, like Robert Oakshott, or than idling at Portsmouth, like Sedley Archfield.
"I will post a sentry here to bar all entrance." "Thanks, sir," said Robert. "That will be well till I can bury the poor fellow with all due respect by my mother and Oliver." "And then I trust his spirit will have rest," said Martha Oakshott fervently. "And now home to your father. How will he bear it, sir?"
Anne, who had been in hopes that her mother would be thus convinced of his supernatural powers, looked disappointed, but she had afterwards to confess that Charles Archfield had found out that it was his cousin Sedley Archfield who had played the audacious trick, in revenge for a well-merited tunding from the Prefect. "And then saddled it on young Oakshott?" asked her mother.
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