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Updated: June 15, 2025
Bear in mind, Colonel Pride, that Abraham hesitated not to offer up his child to the Lord. And so, fare you well." Colonel Pride's face worked oddly, and his eyes rested for a second upon the stern, unmoved figure of the Tavern Knight in malice and vindictiveness. Then, shrugging his shoulders in token of unwilling resignation, he withdrew, whilst Crispin was led out.
"I knew you were at Pride's Hall," he said; "I'm aware, also, that nobody there either expected or wished to see me. But I wanted to see you; and little things of that sort couldn't keep me away. Where are the others?" She strove twice to answer him, then turned abruptly, steadying herself against a birch-tree with one arm. "Where are the others, Virginia?" he asked gently. "On the rocks beyond."
She managed it very well: Mr. Pride's devotion was not too noticeable to the other guests. She tried to turn his attentions to some pretty girls; but, although there were one or two who might, in some weak moments, have compromised with his millions, he did no more than saunter with them on the terrace and oppress them with his lisping egotism.
Men have committed murder for jealousy's sake, and anger's sake, and hatred's sake, and selfishness' sake, and spiritual pride's sake; but no man, that ever I heard of, ever committed a diabolical murder for sweet charity's sake. Mere self-interest, then, if no better motive can be enlisted, should, especially with high-tempered men, prompt all beings to charity and philanthropy.
If he needs me, it is he who must come to me. I will not send for him." It was her pride's last fight, a fine fight it made. For days she struggled against the yearning of her heart, against the wealth of love, pent-up and stored within; valiantly and bravely pride fought. To-day she had been to the hospital. She had stopped, as she often did, at Buddesby. There was talk of a marriage there.
A sturdy noble of those days was Lord Grey of Groby, who opposed the King to the last, standing at the right hand of the redoubtable Colonel Pride at the famous "Pride's Purge," pointing out to him the Presbyterians whom the Ironside was to turn out of Parliament, in the thick of the crisis.
"Did she see you?" "She did and she didn't," replied Mary. "Never mind, dear," returned the soldier workman, "it'll be all right." Peter Martin a gray-haired veteran with rather a stolid English face looked up at his children questioningly. Presently he said, "It's a wonder Adam wouldn't fix up the old place a bit for pride's sake if for nothing else. It's a disgrace to the neighborhood."
My pride's up. Pat. Catty. There's maning in your eye, Pat give it tongue. Pat. If you did not hear it, I suppose there's no truth in it. Catty. What? which? Pat. That your son Randal, Mrs. Rooney, is not of your way of thinking about Honor McBride, may be's. Catty. Tut! No matter what way of thinking he is a young slip of a boy like him does not know what he'll think to-morrow.
He was amazed to find his resignation fled, but it was gone beyond his recall. In a few white-hot words, he bade adieu, dubbing desperation by the name of love, and calling his wrath forgiveness; then he cast but one look of leave-taking on the place that had been his for so long and was now to be his no longer; and hurried forth love's prisoner or pride's.
He knew that he would not answer, for pride's sake. "This matter of the hatchet puzzles me, too," said he. "I thought that these assassins had worked leisurely; but that can't be so. I see they were surprised and interrupted." Plantat was all ears. "True," pursued M. Lecoq, slowly, "we ought to divide these indications into two classes.
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