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On this occasion it had required all the tact of Elder Rae to soothe the two good men into an amiable discussion of the time when Sidney Rigdon went to the third heaven and talked face to face with God. They had agreed in the end, however, that they were both of the royal seed of Abraham, and were on the grand turnpike to exaltation.
Rae, how very clever of you to discover that!" replied Miss Brodie, smiling sweetly into Mr. Rae's radiant face. "And how very sweet of you ah, I beg your pardon; that is " The disconcerting rapidity with which Mr.
Rae, is this," said Miss Brodie emphatically, "that I only wish I were a man with just such a chance as young Cameron!" "Ah, my dear young lady, if all the young men were possessed of your spirit, it would matter little where they went, for they would achieve distinct success." As he spoke Mr. Rae's smile burst forth in all its effulgent glory. "Dear Mr.
"Go and ask the Senior Surgeon if he can come to me here a moment, immediately." "The Senior Surgeon?" gasped Rae Malgregor. "The Senior Surgeon?" With her hands clutching at her throat she reeled back against the wall for support.
"Monkey Rae again," murmured Jack. "I thought we had got rid of him." "Keep cool, Rand," advised Don; "it isn't worth while making a fuss over." "He ought to have his head punched," put in Dick. "Who?" asked Jack. "Don?" "No; that fellow in the boat," answered Dick. "That isn't the way to teach him good manners," objected Jack. "It's the only way you can teach some people," argued Dick.
Indeed among all the thirty or more varieties of noble expression which an indomitable Superintendent had finally succeeded in inculcating into her graduating class, no other physiognomies had responded more plastically perhaps than these three to the merciless imprint of the great hospital machine which, in pursuance of its one repetitive design, discipline, had coaxed Zillah Forsyth into the semblance of a lady, snubbed Helene Churchill into the substance of plain womanhood, and, still uncertain just what to do with Rae Malgregor's rollicking rural immaturity, had frozen her face temporarily into the smugly dimpled likeness of a fancy French doll rigged out as a nurse for some gilt-edged hospital fair.
He called to Joel Rae: "Don't stand there, Brother Rae. Hurry and get to your fire and your warm drink and your supper, or you'll be bed-fast with the chills." "It has been a glorious day, Brother Maltby!" "Truly, a great work has been begun, thanks to you but hurry, man! you are freezing. Get to your fireside. We can't lose you now."
"I tell you it's awful, Zillah Forsyth!" she insisted. "I tell you I just won't stand it!" With muscles like steel wire Zillah Forsyth scrambled to her feet, and pushed Rae Malgregor back against the bureau. "For Heaven's sake, Rae, shut up!" she said. "What in Creation's the matter with you to-day? I never saw you act so before!" With real concern she stared into the girl's turbid eyes.
Henry J.G. Herbert, Lord Porchester, afterwards third Earl of Carnarvon, had published The Moor in 1825, and Don Pedro in 1826. St. Catherine's, the seat of Sir William Rae, Bart., then Lord Advocate, is about three miles from Edinburgh. J.G.L. Sir William Rae's refusal of a legal appointment to Mr. Lockhart's quitting the Bar and devoting himself entirely to literature.
I dare not utter it, General!" exclaimed Lady Rae, now giving way, for the first time, to that emotion which was agitating her whole frame, although she had hitherto endeavoured, and not unsuccessfully, to conceal it. "I dare not utter it," she said, "lest it should bring death to my hopes; yet came I hither for no other purpose." "Speak, lady, speak," said Cromwell. "What would'st thou with me?"
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