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Oldfield, in his History of the Boroughs, "the city of Bristol has been governed by two party clubs, and each club has nominated a member, who were quietly returned without any opposition." The people of Bristol, I found, distinguished their two factions by the designation of the high and the low party: the Whigs deriving their principal support from the lower class of tradesmen and journeymen.
The name of Oldfield sounded clearly on the air. "Now," said the minister, "let us pray." The petition went forth, and Mr. Oldfield stood brooding there, his thoughts running back through a long chain of ancestry to the Almighty, Who is the fount of all.
She has heard the truth from Mr. Oldfield, and she knows who wrote the anonymous letter." "And who did?" "Mr. Richard Bassett." This amazed Sir Charles. "The scoundrel!" said he, after a long silence. "Well, then, why let that fellow defeat you, for his own ends? I would go at once to Baden. Your leaving England would be one more proof to her that she has no rival.
Thank you, sir. If you'll just step in here, sir, I hope to be able to explain all to your satisfaction." They entered a little office connected with a weighing-machine, which happened to be vacant at the time. "Now, mind," said Frank Oldfield, when they were shut in alone, "I'll have a straightforward statement, without any prevarication, or I give you over at once into custody.
Now, Tom Oldfield was well known for his gallantry, and no one had ever accused him of being disturbed over a call from ladies, under any circumstances, but all had not yet learned what was the sad, sincere truth, that Mr. Oldfield decidedly objected to any interruption when he was smoking his after-breakfast cigar and glancing over the news of the day. While engaged in this business Mr.
Oldfield replied that the parties to the deed and the witnesses must meet, and it would be unadvisable, for several reasons, to irritate the lady's susceptibility previous to signature; the appointment having been made at her house, it had better remain so. That day soon came.
But, alas! she broke out again soon after reaching home, and died at last a miserable death in a workhouse. But I see you look rather fagged, Mr Oldfield. Shall we take a turn in the garden before it gets dark, and then perhaps you'll like a little music?" And now we must leave Abraham Oliphant and Australia for a while, and return to Langhurst, and some of the earlier characters of our story.
No one knew better than Oldfield what the turns meant and as he took his seat, while I was cranking the car for the start, he remarked cheerily: "Well, this chariot may kill me, but they will say afterward that I was going like hell when she took me over the bank." And he did go.... He never dared to look around. He did not shut off on the curves. He simply let that car go and go it did.
"I'm up to your tricks, my man," he added, as Juniper limped off to his cabin, vowing vengeance. "What's amiss, captain?" asked Frank, in great astonishment. "What's poor Juniper been doing? No great harm in fancying he saw a whale, even supposing he was mistaken." "Mr Oldfield," said the captain, sorrowfully, "you don't know that fellow.
"Nor I," said Lady Oldfield; "only don't let him sign any pledge. I've a great horror of those pledges. Surely, my dear Mr Oliphant, you would not advise his signing a pledge." "Indeed, I should advise it most strongly," was the reply; "both for his own sake and also for the sake of others."
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