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Father Oliver looked down the column rapidly, and it was not until the footman who admitted the journalist was dismissed by the butler, who himself conducted the journalist to the library, that Father Oliver said: 'We have at last arrived at the castle of learning in which the great Mr. Poole sits sharpening the pen which is to slay Christianity. But Christianity will escape Mr. Poole's pen.
Although in his published journal, written long afterwards, Sturt makes light of Poole's fancied lake, which, of course, was the effect of mirage, at that time his ardent fancy made him believe that he was on the eve of a great discovery. In a letter to Mr. Morphett, of Adelaide, he writes: "Poole has just returned from the ranges. I have not time to write over again.
It, has outlived many such attacks in the past. We shall see, however, what kind of nib he uses, fine or blunt? The journalist followed the butler down the long library overlooking green sward to a quiet nook, if he might venture to speak of Mr. Walter Poole's study as a quiet nook. It seemed to surprise him that Mr.
Passing a few paces, we are in the land of the Zegri and Abencerrage: 'Land of the dark-eyed maid and dusky Moor. Mr. Poole's house is called Alhambra Villa!
"Like a regular old blizzard," declared Neale. "Is it snowing as hard as it did the night we came from Carrie Poole's party?" asked Ruth, interested. "Just come out on the porch and see," advised the boy, and they all trooped out after him even Tess putting down her pencil and following at the rear of the procession.
Recovered by these unexpected sounds, she went mechanically forth into the passage, just in time to see the hems of a dark-grey dress disappearing within Poole's study, while Poole, who had opened the study-door, and was bowing-in the iron-grey dress obsequiously, turned his eye towards his wife, and striding towards her for a moment, whispered, "Go up-stairs and stir not," in a tone so unlike his usual gruff accents of command, that it cowed her out of the profound contempt with which she habitually received, while smilingly obeying, his marital authority.
Poole's theological opinions before permitting her to go down to Berkshire.
"All I ask of you," said I, "is to let me to study it with you." He made no answer; but looked me steadily in the eye as if to try and fathom some occult design. "No," said I, "that is not all. As I came by Joe Poole's I saw half a dozen of the men from your shop lounging about the door. They could spend the afternoon to better purpose, Mr. Gear, in studying the life and words of Jesus."
He is slim, fair, and singularly awkward, and of a uniform pale yellow yellow complexion, yellow hair, and yellow eyebrows. Poole's clothes never fit him, and he walks, as he dances, with his legs far apart, as if a horse were under him. Prince Ruspoli swings round this whip as he mounts the steps of the club. The others, who are watching his approach, are secretly devoured with envy.
Poole having gone to London to seek information regarding the altars of the early Israelites. From Father O'Grady to Father Oliver Gogarty. 'August 1, 19 . 'I am sorry I cannot give you the information you require regarding the nature of Mr. Poole's writings, and if I may venture to advise you, I will say that I do not think any good will come to her by your inquiry into the matter.
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