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It might have been the world speaking through the voice of the lawyer Sanderson. "Yes, he is a good fellow, and an intelligent fellow, too, but a perfect child in his experience of mankind." They both started, but Mrs. Peyton's hand suddenly woke up and grasped his firmly. Then she said in a higher, but perfectly level tone:
Lee Randon secretly cherished, jealously guarded, that restless, vital reaching for the indefinable perfection of his hidden desire. For a flash it was almost perceptible in Anette, her head half-buried in the darkness of the divan behind the rise and fall of her breasts in a close sweater of Jaeger wool. She stirred, smiled at him absently, and, with Peyton's assistance, rose.
I am afraid that WE do not." Clarence had already gathered that fact within the last few days, and, with his usual impulsive directness, said so. A slight knitting of Mrs. Peyton's brows passed off, however, as he quickly and earnestly went on to say that it was impossible for the Peytons in their present relations to the natives to judge them, or to be judged by them fairly.
Peyton, he was more pained to notice Susy's occasional unconscious indifference to her adopted mother's affectionate expression, and a more conscious disregard of her wishes. So uneasy did he become, in his sensitive concern for Mrs. Peyton's half-concealed mortification, that he gladly accepted Peyton's offer to go with him to visit the farm and corral.
Peyton's account, will we, Susy? And now she and me will just take a look around the shanty, it is real old Spanish anteek, ain't it? and sorter take stock of it, and you young folks will have to tear yourselves apart for a while, and play propriety before me. You've got to be on your good behavior while I'm here, I can tell you! I'm a heavy old 'doo-anna. Ain't I, Susy?
Watson bethought himself of a method of finding out whether or not he should be endowed with sight. "Are we anywhere near Squire Peyton's?" he demanded. "'Bout four miles off, or five miles by the road along the creek," said this Southern "Uncle Sam." "Do you know if he's living at his place now?" "He was there three days ago, whan I driv over ta sell him some shotes," returned "Uncle Sam."
Now, either, as some say, he was in the fraud from the beginnin', and never paid anything, or else he was an all-fired fool, and had parted with his money like one. Some allow that the reason was that he was awfully sweet on Mrs. Peyton's adopted daughter, and ez the parents didn't approve of him, he did THIS so as to get a holt over them by the property.
For the moment it was plain that he had not recognized them, and supposed them to be strangers to whom he would presently be made known. But now, as somebody moved aside and the light struck upon her, he caught the smile on Mrs. Peyton's face. He left off shaking Jeff's hand, and made a quick movement toward the little figure in black. "Why, Cousin Lula!" he exclaimed.
He was concerned in a rising in 1648, when the King was in the Isle of Wight, the object of which was to rescue and restore the royal prisoner. This rising, like Sir Thomas Peyton's, miscarried, and he suffered defeat at Kingston-on-Thames, on July 7th of that year. He was pursued, taken prisoner, and kept in the Tower until after the King's execution.
Hargrove's possession?" "A great many years ago, before you came to live with us, some one entered this room, opened the secret drawer of Peyton's writing desk, and carried off a tin box containing some important papers." "And suspicion rested on my mother?" "My darling girl, who could have been so cruel as to distress you with such matters? No one "
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