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And how stupefied Len would be, to have the ugly duckling suddenly show such brilliant plumage! She thought of Rodney and Rose. Rodney was getting stout now, he was full of platitudes, heavy and a little tiresome. Rose was still birdlike, still sure that what she had and did and said and desired were the sum of earthly good.
"I don't claim friendship with any cowardly bushwhacker," answered Rodney hotly. "Then you'll have to do one of two things," said Tom. "Go home and stay there, or else join the Confederate army. Nearly every man in Missouri is a bushwhacker. Now listen."
It was a beautiful summer morning, and Rodney was out of his bed at six o'clock. He usually went for a walk before going to his studio, and this morning his walk had been a very pleasant one, for yesterday's work had gone well with him. But as he turned into the mews in which his studio was situated he saw the woman whom he employed to light his fire standing in the middle of the roadway.
"And was it there he stole the horse?" asked Rodney. "Well, between you and me and the gatepost, he never stole a horse," replied Mr. Westall slowly, as if he were reluctant to make the admission. Rodney Gray crossed his legs, clasped his hands around one knee and settled back on his nail keg with an air that said, almost as plainly as words: "I knew it all the time."
It was something deeper in Rose than a mere surface distaste that made all this the caresses, as well as the sulky exactions repellent to her. And to-night, with her mind full of Rodney full of that strange hope that disguised itself as fear, the repulsion was stronger than ever. She made an effort to conquer it.
Thus we can trace our lineage back to old Vernon Stone, who commanded a high-sterned, peak-nosed, fifty-gun ship against the Dutch. Through Hawke Stone and Benbow Stone we came down to my father, Anson Stone, who in his turn christened me Rodney, at the parish church of St. Thomas at Portsmouth in the year of grace 1786.
Vincent, has almost passed into oblivion; yet it called for the highest qualities of a seaman, and is not unworthy of comparison with Hawke's pursuit of Conflans. Within the two years and a half which had elapsed since Rodney was appointed to his command he had gained several important successes, and, as was remarked, had taken a French, a Spanish, and a Dutch admiral.
But it was equally true that he had discovered them there, a good full second before the girl had turned the corner of the stairs in plenty of time to have called her back to the barrier, and handed them over to her. "All right, have it your own way," said Rodney cheerfully, as he turned out the light.
If we should try any little game like that in the face of the enemy, he might have the last one of us shot." "What do you think of the prospect, boys?" said the captain, pulling out his handkerchief and mopping his face with it. He was all in the dark and wanted somebody to suggest something. "Look here, Rodney," said Lieutenant Percy.
These embraced flight and prolonged expatriation, or, in the alternative, arrest, preliminary detention in one of His Majesty's prisons, and subsequent trial at the Assizes. How and why this was so can be best explained by stating a case. The accident in point occurred in the year 1755, and is associated with the illustrious name of Rodney.
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