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He ran and pulled some grass and proceeded to rub the Major down. "Let us go into the farmhouse," said Mrs. Raymount. "Mrs. Stokes will give us some assistance." "No, no," returned the major. "Better let the mud dry, it will come off much better then. A hyena once served me the same. I didn't mind that, though all the fellows cracked their waistbands laughing at me.
Raymount always intended to furnish it, but had not yet done so. The house itself was indeed a larger one than they required, but he had a great love of room. It had been in the market for some time when, hearing it was to be had at a low price, he stretched more than a point to secure it.
Raymount had led them for the sake of the view, Hester had fallen a little behind, and Christopher went back to meet her. "You are thinking of your brother," he said, in a tone that made her feel grateful. "Yes," she answered. "I knew by your eyes," he returned. "I wish I could talk to you about him. The right way of getting used to death is to go nearer the dead.
She dressed herself in white, but not so much for her own birthday as for Mark's into the heavenly kingdom. After breakfast all except the mother went out. Hester was little inclined to talk, and the major was in a thoughtful, brooding mood. Miss Dasomma and Mr. Raymount alone conversed. When the rest reached a certain spot whither Mr.
It's staring at me!" The child hid her face in her mother's gown, yet turned immediately to look again. Mr. Raymount looked also, following her gaze, and was fascinated by the sight that met his eyes.
Only the amount of mental and moral force wasted on hating and talking down the non-existent is a pity." "I can't understand why people should quarrel so about their opinions," said Mrs. Raymount.
Raymount would henceforth occupy as one of the proprietors of England, therefore as a man of influence in his country and its politics, he saw something like an approximative movement in the edges of the gulf that divided him from Hester: she would not unlikely come in for a personal share in this large fortune; and if he could but see a possibility of existence without his aunt's money, he would, he almost said to himself, marry Hester, and take the risk of his aunt's displeasure.
To rise humbly glorious above our low self, to choose the yet infant self that is one with Christ, who sought never his own but the things of his father and brother, is the redemption begun, and the inheritance will follow. Mr. Raymount, like most of us, was a long way indeed from this yet.
"They take everything for clever the little idiot says!" he remarked to himself. "Nobody made anything of me when I was his age!" The letters were brought in. Amongst them was one for Mr. Raymount with a broad black border. He looked at the postmark. "This must be the announcement of cousin Strafford's death!" he said. "Some one told me she was not expected to live.
He's first cousin the man-eating, or rather woman-eating tiger, to a sort that I understand abounds in the Zoological Gardens called English society; if the woman be poor, he devours her at once; if she be rich he marries her, and eats her slowly up at his ease in his den." "How with the black wife!" thought Mr. Raymount, who had been little more than listening. But Mr.
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