United States or Georgia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Blair he went the other." Doctor Ransome came in his buggy and took Alexina back. On reaching the infirmary they found that Major Rathbone's sister from Bardstown, who had been sent for, had arrived. Alexina had not known that he had a sister until she found her in the room next to the Major's, with Harriet. She was childlike and small and was looking at Harriet, helpless and frightened.
Ransome knocked him up, and told him he feared the dam was going; then galloped on to Hatfield Mill. Here he found the miller and his family all gathered outside, ready for a start; one workman had run down from the reservoir. "The embankment is not safe." "So I hear. I'll take care of my flour and my folk. The mill will take care of itself."
"I say," said Ransome, suddenly moved, "you take a lot more interest in it all than Virelet does." "She's used to it," said Winny. "Besides, I always take an interest in other people's houses." She pondered. They were both leaning out of the back bedroom window now, looking down into the garden. "Think of all those little empty houses, Ranny, and the people that'll come and live in them.
I asked about the captain; but I was told drink made no difference upon that man of iron. I did my best in the small time allowed me to make some thing like a man, or rather I should say something like a boy, of the poor creature, Ransome. But his mind was scarce truly human.
It was as if he said to her: "I'm sorry for letting you in for such a crew, but how can I help it?" She smiled back at him brightly, as much as to say; "Don't mind. It amuses me. I'm taking it all in." He wandered away, and Anne felt that the women exchanged looks across her shoulders. "I think I'll be going, Pussy dear," said Mrs. Ransome, nodding some secret intelligence.
One or two saw them together a good many times before the deed was done, and the swell was seen on the very bridge when the explosion took place." This set Ransome thinking very seriously and comparing notes. Week after week went by and left the mystery unsolved. Mr. Coventry saw Mr. Carden nearly every day, and asked him was there no news of Little?
Ransome was not the sort of man who could go about poking his nose into cupboards and places, or flourish a feather brush with a serious intention. He was even more incapable of badgering a beautiful girl whom he had already wronged sufficiently, who declared herself to be sufficiently handicapped by Baby.
He had them sometimes; they came on him all of a sudden, like that, and he couldn't help it; he couldn't stop them; he got them all the worse, all the more ungovernably, when Booty lunged at him, as he did, with his "Dry up, you silly blighter, you!" But that anybody should take pleasure in his ideas, that was an idea, if you like, to Ransome. They got on after that like a house on fire.
He hoped to win the silver cup for the Hurdle Race, against Fred Booty, as he had done last year. Wandsworth was sure of its J. R. F. Ransome. Putney and Wimbledon, competing, were not sending any better men than they had sent last year. And this year, as Booty owned, Ransome was "a fair masterpiece," a young miracle of fitness.
We'll be all right." It was now late afternoon. Tom Bodine was to escort the boys to the border as soon as darkness fell, making a big swing around Ransome, so as to avoid notice, and set them on their way. They would travel by horseback, all three having ridden since childhood. There were a number of good mounts in the corral from which to select.
Word Of The Day