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In that sheltered place there was little wind blowing, and the blazing heat of the sun beating down upon my wounded head gave me so sharp a pain that I gladly would have died to be rid of it; and I could see, from the drawn look of their faces, that Young and Rayburn were suffering not less keenly.
Th' Colonel's got his tongue pretty well greased just now with his own prime old Bourbon pass me that jar, Rayburn, I don't mind if I have another whack at it myself and we may get something out of him that will be useful. Try it on, Professor, any way. Here's luck, gentlemen."
John Zant asked questions, of course?" "He asked what could possibly have happened, in such a quiet place as Kensington Gardens, to make me faint." "And how did you answer?" "Answer? I couldn't even look at him!" "You said nothing?" "Nothing. I don't know what he thought of me; he might have been surprised, or he might have been offended." "Is he easily offended?" Mr. Rayburn asked.
A great bowl of pond-lilies decorated the centre of the table; and bunches of the same flowers, tied with long yellow ribbons, lay at each plate. When Captain Rayburn entertained he always did it in style. And since this picnic had been especially designed to celebrate the home-coming of the travellers, a week after their arrival, no pains had been spared to make the festival one to be remembered.
"Well, Rayburn, what's the trouble?" it asked. The lieutenant turned briskly, so, too, did Mr. Winslow and his vis-a-vis. Standing at the top of the ridge was another officer. He was standing there looking down upon them and, although he was not smiling, Jed somehow conceived the idea that he was much amused about something. Now he descended the ridge and walked toward the group by the fire.
And Professor Rayburn was there when we were talking about it, and so we asked him to go along, but we told him he must take a girl. And he said, 'I wonder if your sister wouldn't go? I have only met her once, but perhaps on your recommendation, Miss Fairy and he paused with his breath in the air, inquiringly.
"And there is no need whatever for you to go up home with me, Master Rayburn," she said. "It is all uphill now, and the pony will not run away again." "Very well, Mistress Obstinacy," said the old man, smiling and patting her cheek, before helping her on the pony; "but I feel as if I ought to see you home safely." "There is no need, indeed," cried the girl. "Goodbye, and thank you.
"I wonder," he said thoughtfully, "whether the Darleys think we are beasts too?" "Ah, there he goes," said Mark, beneath his breath, as he stood motionless, and watched a large raven flapping along, high overhead, in the direction he was taking. "Perhaps that's the cock bird. Looks big. The nest may be where old Master Rayburn says, or up this way, and the bird's going for food."
Rayburn was a small village some twenty-five miles to the north of Nestorville. Jack kept the receivers on his ears as he flew along. From time to time he exchanged conversation with his father. So far everything appeared to be working as if there were no limit to the distance over which the voices from the air and land could converse.
In an hour we came fairly down into that bright and lovely valley, where was the sweet sound of birds calling to each other, and the glad sight of these live creatures flying through the air. As for the sheep that Rayburn had killed, he was knocked pretty well into a jelly by his half-mile or so of tumble down the mountain-side.
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