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One felt that Lord Roberts was greater than all those soldiers who had gone before him, for his life had been without blemish. Seldom indeed, never before had any British soldier or statesman the opportunity to say to the nation "I told you so."

Not a movement was lost on the watching Dirk. When the door was closed and the goodnights had been said, Mrs. Roberts leaning from the carriage again for that purpose, and when the horses had dashed around the corner, he still occupied his position on the curbstone, gazing down the street, gazing at nothing unless he saw a reflection of his own bewildered thoughts.

"And your boat too," said Rowles; "and your scull broken and lost. It's a-clearing up, I do believe," he added, going out to the front of the house, for he never stayed indoors when he could be out. Roberts followed him. "Where does the child come from?" Mr. Burnet asked of Mrs. Rowles.

She was told by her brother that young Roberts would act in an analogous capacity to him; and this he held out as an inducement to her, having observed something like an attachment between her and the young ensign.

"It has been thought wise," the Honourable Hilary continued, "to send an annual to the Groveton News. Roberts, his name is. Suppose you recommend to Mr. Roberts that an editorial on this subject would be timely." Slip number two. Mr. Bascom marks it 'Roberts. Subject: "What would the State do without the Railroad?"

I just felt like staying in the reading-room and reading " "Oh, you HAD to do some lessons, didn't you! Miss Roberts should have known better " "I didn't have to stay in I wanted to." Martin still kept silent, his eyes looking over the newspaper wide open, staring, the muscles of his jaw relaxed.

"There has been a fine shaking up in somebody's office down town! There's a man who comes here every night, who's probably heard of it. That's Will Roberts." And the Major looked about the dining-room. "Here he comes now," he said. At the farther end of the room there had entered a tall, dark-haired man, with a keen expression and a brisk step. "Roberts the Silent," said the Major.

Roberts, with some sternness, "and she's been telling you about Arthur is that what is the matter with you, Helen?" "Yes," was the trembling response, "what can I do?" "Tell me, Helen, in the first place," demanded the other. "When you saw Arthur that day in the woods, what did you do? Did you make him any promises?" "No, Auntie." "Did you hold out any hopes to him?

"How did it happen, pray, that you kept aloof from marriage?" The Doctor, who had been contemplating his own exploits at the dejuner, now that Roberts had mentioned marriage, took it for granted that he wanted him to proceed with his homily, and tried to remember where he had left off. "Oh, yes," said he, "about marriage; I stopped at its tribulations.

"I believe Mister Roberts would like to have you in his shop very much. Sarah, his wife, hopes that her son will be a lathe-worker some day, but he's too young to go yet." "He'll never be any good at machinery," declared Abel. "I know him. He's all for the sea." They took their leave presently, after Ernest had heard the boy's offer.