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Surely it was a proud and lofty success for the widow of a petty baron to become the lawful wife of the King of England, and to wear upon her brow a royal crown! But yet Catharine Parr's heart was moved with a strange fear, her cheeks were pale and cold, and before the altar her closely compressed lips scarcely had the power to part, and pronounce the binding "I will."
And Nelson Langmaid, who had fallen into the habit of dropping into Hodder's rooms in the parish house on his way uptown for a chat about books, had been struck by the rector's friendship with the banker. "I don't understand how you managed it, Hodder, in such a short time," he declared. "Mr. Parr's a difficult man.
'Know the truth! he knows what's good, from an oyster to an ostrich he's not only sound but round. 'Suppose we drink his health? 'Thank you, boy: here's Parr's health, and Whiter's. 'Who is Whiter? 'Don't you know Whiter? I thought everybody knew Reverend Whiter, the philologist, though I suppose you scarcely know what that means.
Your later letters might have been addressed to anybody, and will serve to remind you where you have been, though they resemble nothing less than mementos of affection. I wrote to you to Dr. Parr's; you take no notice of my letter. Previous to your departure, I requested you not to torment me by leaving the day of your return undecided.
She comes out to see me, once in a while, and she designed that garden." He halted in front of the clergyman. "I suppose you think it's strange, my telling you this," he said. "It has come to the point," he declared vehemently, "where it relieves me to tell somebody, and you seem to be a man of discretion and common-sense." Hodder looked down into Mr. Parr's face, and was silent.
Parr's voice, never failed to find a response in the rector's heart, and he would ponder over it as he walked across to Tower Street to take the electric car for the six-mile trip westward. This note of appeal he inevitably contrasted with the dry, matter-of-fact reserve of his greeting at the great house, which loomed all the greater in the darkness.
Eldon Parr's pew was filled, Everett Constable's, Wallis Plimpton's; and the ushers who had hastily been mustered were awestricken and powerless. Such a resistless invasion by the hordes of the unknown might well have struck with terror some of those who hitherto had had the courage to standup loyally in the rector's support.
And she had, at that instant, no thought of the long years he had neglected her for her brother. "It's about Preston," she said. "Preston!" The name came sharply from Eldon Parr's lips. "What about him? Speak, can't you?" "He died this evening," said Alison, simply.
You couldn't have got me to believe that Eldon Parr would put his name to anything that wasn't straight. "Then Consolidated Tractions came along, with Parr's, name behind it. Everybody was talking about it, and how it was payin' eight per cent. from the start, and extra dividends and all, and what a marvel of finance it was.
Gifts will not help you, and charities are of no avail." At the reference to Kate Marcy Eldon Parr's hand dropped to his side. He seemed to have physical difficulty in speaking. "Ah, you have found that woman!" He leaned an elbow on the desk, he seemed suddenly to have become weary, spent, old.
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