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"When she saw ye out here, she asked me just to step out, for perhaps ye'd be so kind as to take a message to a young lady she has a great caring for a Miss Rexford, as I understand." "All right." Alec looked at the rails flying behind them, and stroked his yellow moustache, and sighed in spite of himself. Still looking upon the flying track, Alec nodded to show that he challenged nothing.
Mrs. Rexford, having turned into the room, was rapidly commenting to Sophia. "Says she will come, but won't be called a servant, and can pay her own fare. Very peculiar but we read, you know, in that New England book, that that was just the independent way they felt about it. They can only induce slaves to be servants there, I believe."
From its long and ignominious retreat in an outhouse it had lately emerged to be varnished and furbished anew, in order to make the handsomer appearance in the new country. It had been one of the considerations which had reconciled Mrs. Rexford to emigration, that on a farm this carriage could be used with little extra expense.
Rexford Mills was the manager of all temporal supplies of the Monastery all food supplies, repairs, fuel, servants, etc. Three times a week his orders for vegetables, flour, corn meal, fowls, butter, eggs, milk, cheese, etc., as well as fruits in season, came to the farm. Hitherto to supply these demands devolved upon Sparrow himself, thus occupying much of his time.
Rexford had to go to the window to read it. As she did so, the young man's shadow passed below the frosted pane as he made his way between snow-heaps to the main road. Next day Eliza went out with two of the little children. It was in the early afternoon, and the sun shone brightly.
He refrained from making this possible on Alec's part, and set himself to watch the difference that would be made; and the interest of all side-issues was summed up for him in solicitude to know what Miss Rexford would do, for on that he felt his own hopes of her pardon to depend.
"Sophia! Yes, to be sure, Sophia is very highly connected on her mother's side. I often say to my husband that I am a mere nobody compared with his first wife. But Sophia is not proud. Sophia would be kind to the lowest, Mrs. Brown." Really, what she has done for me and my children " A light broke in upon Mrs. Brown's mind. She heard nothing concerning Mrs. Rexford and her children.
Here, for instance, you and I ought to reconsider our beliefs and prejudices as they regard this man we are talking about, and find out what part of them, in God's sight, is pure and strong and to be maintained, and what part is unworthy and to be cast away. Is it easy, even in such a small matter as this?" Captain Rexford took off his hat in tribute to his theme, and stood bareheaded.
Sophia Rexford and Alec Trenholme, after long wandering, came to the edge of this opening, and stopped the sound of their own movements that they might look and listen. They saw the small crowd assembled some way off, but could not recognise the figures or count them.
She stopped short for want of breath, and Basil Hurlhurst interrupted her. "I have to inform you you are quite mistaken there," he replied, calmly. "Mr. Rexford Lyon will not marry you to-night, for he is already married to my little daughter Daisy." He produced the certificate as he spoke, laying it on the table. "Rex thought her dead," he continued, simply.
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