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But I dare say my good brother Silk has been detaining you in talk?" "On the contrary," answered Ruth, "his talk has rather hastened me than not." They entered the library. "Miss Quiney tells me," he said, "that our studies are to suffer a brief interruption; that you are about to take a country holiday. You anticipate it with delight, I doubt not?"
"Dicky will stand where I have told him to stand: for hours unless I release him." "Is that your naval code? And can a mere child stand by it so proudly? Oh," cried she, fixing on him a look he remembered all his days, "would to God I had been born a man!" Yet fearlessly as any man she entered the great drawing-room. Miss Quiney still lay collapsed on her sofa. Mrs.
It commanded his admiration the more that her small arm trembled against his sleeve. "The courage of it," he murmured; "and Miss Quiney of all women!" She needed courage. The Collector's handsome face greeted her with a scowl and a hard stare; he could be intractable in his cups. "Excuse me, madam, but I sent for Miss Josselin." She answered him, but first made low obeisance.
He sends the Quiney word to pack and hold herself in readiness for a flitting. Whither? I cannot say; nor can he yet have found the temporary nest for you. But doubtless you will hear in due course. May I offer you my arm?" "I thank you, no.
A full half a minute ticked by before he grasped at the remainder of his father's speech, and, like a breaking twig, it dropped him to bathos. "But but " Dicky passed a hand over his face "Miss Quiney said that Oliver Cromwell was covered with warts!" Captain Vyell laughed outright. "Women have wonderful ways of conveying a prejudice. Warts?
He was a masterful man; and perhaps the reason why Miss Quiney held her tongue is that he happens to be an ancestor of ours, and she knew it." "Oliver Cromwell?" Dicky repeated the name slowly, with awe. "He was my great-great-grandfather, and you can add on another 'great' for yourself. I am called Oliver after him.
Greatheart in the parable," spoke up Ruth, whose eyes had been taking stock of the proposed escort, though he stood in the penumbra and at half the room's length away. "Tatty if my lord permit and Lieutenant Hanmer be willing " She stood up, and with a curtsy to Sir Oliver, swept to the door. Miss Quiney pattered after; and Mr.
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