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Updated: June 27, 2025
"And I'll see to her, never fear, I'll fettle up a room for her at once blankets is airing already, an' sheets, an' Renny he's seen to the fire, so that as soon as Miss, here, is ready, I am."
And it's most of it coming true. I was to be a painter and old Carminow a surgeon. I've just heard he's at the Charing Cross hospital." "And Polkinghorne major? D'you know anything about him? Did he get into his Highland regiment?" "I heard about him at St. Renny from the old bird. I stopped there last night, you know, to break this devil of a journey.
Peace, your honour, it is the peace! It is all explained in these journals the 'Liverpool Mercury." Renny lifted the folded sheets from the table and handed them with contained glee. "There has been peace these six months, and we never knew it. I read about it the whole way back from the town.
"Put it there on the mantelpiece." "Then you won't tell me how you got it? It is not yours. You know it belongs to Aunt Sophy." "And it is not yours, Renny, and you have no right to interfere. And what is more, I desire you not to interfere. I don't love anybody very much now, but I shall hate you if you interfere in this matter." Verena laid the thimble on the mantelpiece.
Renny Potter was summoned to hear the tidings, and informed of the benevolent prospects more privately concerning his own life; was bidden to thank the future Lady Landale for her service; was gently rebuked for his long reticence, and finally dismissed in company of the glowing Moggie with a promise that his nuptials should be celebrated at the same time as those of the lord of the land.
He felt more alive because more conscious of himself and his surroundings than ever before, eager and ready to take up the remainder of his time at St. Renny. He stirred a little by the Parson's side. Boase brought his thought to an ending with the rest of the quotation: "So is everyone that is born of the Spirit...."
"Which, of course, is not to be heard of," said Sir Adrian. "Here is Renny; he will carry word that with me you remain to-night.... Come, Renny, do you recognise an old acquaintance?"
Renny covered with smuts and giving freely his opinions about the railway, on which, for motives of Christian poverty, he had been rash enough to travel in one of the unroofed third class compartments. And, for the first time in his knowledge, Ishmael was aware that the Parson had not quite understood.
"That's so," he said; "but, you see, Renny, we New Yorkers live in such an atmosphere of exaggeration that if I did not put it strongly it wouldn't have any effect. You've got to give a big dose to a man who has been taking poison all his life.
Ever board around, Renny?" "Never. If the custom once existed in Canada, it is out of date now." "That's a pity. I hate to face my own cooking, Renmark. We become less brave as we grow older. By the way, how is old man Bartlett? As well as could be expected?" "He seemed much as usual. Mrs. Bartlett has sent out two chairs to the tent; she fears we will get rheumatism if we sit on the ground."
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