Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 5, 2025
As if by one impulsive consent, Ronayne, who was seated in the inner room, and discoursing of any thing but politics to his betrothed, found himself loudly called upon knew it was in vain to object and reluctantly rose in obedience to the summons.
"Ensign Ronayne is, no doubt, very sensible to your good opinion," remarked the captain, with evident pique; "but, Winnebeg, as I am sure you never allow a white man to interfere with you, when you find fault with your young chiefs, you must let me do the same." "What find him fault for?" asked the chief, with some surprise; "brave like a devil!"
But, my dear Ronayne," taking and cordially pressing his hand, "forgive my levity. I only sought to divert you from your purpose. What I can do for you, I will do; but tell me what it is you intend." "Yet, Elmsley, before we enter further into the matter, do you not think that you will incur the serious displeasure of Military Prudence?"
Yet one word more, dear Maria! and ah! think how much depends upon your answer. WHEN shall I call you mine?" "Oh! speak not now of that, Ronayne consider the position of my father my mother's health." "It is for that very reason that I do ask it," returned the youth.
"All in good time," remarked Mrs. Elmsley. "I dare say, Ronayne is engaged in some duty which has prevented him from keeping his engagement as punctually as he could have desired. We shall certainly see him before the breakfast things are removed."
"Captain Headley," interposed the ensign, with some impatience, "am I to surrender my sword, or resume my duty?" But the captain either could not, or would not give a direct answer. "Can you give me a good reason, Mr. Ronayne, why I should not receive your sword? Do you deny that you have been guilty of neglect of duty?" "In what?" was the brief demand.
A better understanding between the commanding officer and his subordinates the result of a long private interview, which Ensign Ronayne had had with the former, on the morning after his promise to Mrs. Headley, followed by an apology on parade that day, had arisen.
Still smarting under a keen sense of the severity of reproof of his commanding officer, and falling into the common error of involving the wife in the unamiability of the husband, Ronayne would have retired, even at the risk of losing his breakfast, and, what was of far more moment to him, of delaying his meeting with her to whom his every thought was devoted. But when Mrs.
And lucky was it for that gentleman that the officer who now desired his attendance on the commandant had roused him from that Lethean slumber in which he had been, only a few minutes before, so luxuriously indulging. "Doctor Von Vottenberg," commenced the captain, as soon as that official made his appearance before him; "you are quartered with Mr. Ronayne.
Again was the confidence of the generous girl established, and with almost passionate warmth, she exclaimed. "Oh! Ronayne, forgive forgive me, but this melancholy this harrowing occurrence has made me so far not myself that I almost hate myself. Tell me, dear Ronayne, do you forgive me?"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking