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I'd not give a farthing for the man who couldn't lead me; only, God help him! if he ever leaves his hands off the halter." The laugh that followed gave Patsy time to think. There was one more question she must be asking before the others joined them and the conversation became general. She turned to Janet Payne with a little air of anxious inquiry.
We stood for awhile upon one of the terraces, looking at the old house, and Father Payne said, "I'm not sure that I approve of the taste for ruins; there is something to be said for a deserted castle, because it is a reminder that we do not need to safeguard ourselves so much against each others' ill-will; but a roofless church or a crumbling house there's something sad about them.
"But my hero would have had to change his name if he had claimed the peerage," said Rose. "Yes, but you see the title was his right name," said Father Payne; "he was only masquerading as a commoner, you must remember. Why I should value an ancient peerage is because I think it might improve my manners." "Impossible!" said Vincent. "Thank you," said Father Payne.
Winston looked up suddenly, and in another moment smiled, but he was a trifle too late, for Payne had seen his astonishment, and that he was now on guard. "Well," he said, "I haven't got them now. Send me a duplicate. You have, no doubt, some extra forms at the outpost."
She relapsed into tears, and Mrs. Payne, quite bowled over by the piteousness of her case, tried to soothe her with caresses. It was a curious end, she reflected, to the punitive expedition on which she had set forth. Holding Gabrielle triumphantly in her arms she did not realize the mistake that she had made. It wasn't the end at all, it was merely the beginning.
Nelson and Wellington would have been splendid subjects, if anyone had really Boswellised them. "But the charming people of whom you spoke," I said "isn't the whole thing often too evanescent to be recorded?" "Not a bit of it!" said Father Payne, "and these are the people we want to hear about, because they represent the fine flower of civilisation.
His eyes, usually lazy and indifferent, now blazed beneath the fleshy brows with the madness of rage. He glared full in the eyes above the rifle barrel and bellowed: "Where's Annette! you, Payne, give her up!" Roger's heart leaped at the words.
The clock on the mantelpiece struck nine, and the last assistant had fled, and Hugo was left alone with the pink-aproned waitress, who was collecting glasses on a tray. 'Has Miss Payne come this morning? he asked casually of the girl, patting the poster like an artist absorbed in his work. It was a reckless question. He well knew that in half an hour the whole basement would be aware that Mr.
And it doesn't seem pleasant; it jars so. That's why the other thing, whatever it is, seems so inviting and inevitable. So natural. No formality. No straining. Nothing but that." "What is 'that'?" asked Payne. "I don't know," she responded in wide-eyed wonderment. "Really, I don't. It isn't anything tangible. It's over there some place," she nodded languidly across the prairie.
Sarah Barnard sat down on the snowy stone-wall among the last year's blackberry vines, and cried as if her heart would break. Finally Hannah, after joining with her awhile, turned to and comforted her. "Land sake, don't take on so, Sarah Barnard!" said she; "it's all over now. Sylvy's goin' to marry Richard Alger, an' there ain't a man in Pembroke any better off, unless it's Squire Payne.
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