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It seems, however, that these piers were only finally freed from the Norman nave arcade, and completed, as we now have them, to be the eastern pair of supports to the central tower, by Richard de Eastgate about twenty years later. It is recorded that the new work had been roofed and leaded by the sacrist Radulfus de Ros and the prior Helias.
I always heard you were a pretty fair judge. He looked at me kind of funny. 'I thought I was, says he, 'but you seem to raise a new variety down here. Then I guess he thought he'd said enough. At any rate, he walked off. What did you and he say to each other, Ros?" I did not answer immediately. When I did the answer was non-committal. "Oh, we had a business interview," I said. He nodded.
Keene of Boston, "who's driven all the way from Ostable a-purpose to see you, Ros." Mr. Keene shook hands with me cordially and apologized for intruding upon my day of rest. He intended returning to the city in the morning, he said, and, as he had a little matter to discuss with me, had taken the liberty of calling. "I shan't take more than half an hour of your time, Mr. Paine," he explained.
I could feel something of his magnetism even where I stood. And the magnetism, like the profile, was vaguely familiar to me. Where had I experienced it? In a flash I remembered. The man was Hubert le Ros. But how changed since last I saw him! That was seven or eight years ago, in the Strand. It seemed a privilege to lend anything to him. He was always magnetic.
"Thy counsel is not mine," replied Ailill, "for not greater shall be our part of that payment than the part of all the four provinces who went on that raid for the bull." Therefore Meave consented, and messengers were sent, and came to Tara by the Boyne, where were Find, son of Ros, king of Leinster, and his brother Cairpré Nia Fer, king of Tara.
I had intended avoiding the post-office altogether. But I crossed to the platform. "Say, Ros," he asked eagerly, "what's this about you and Mr. Colton?" I was annoyed. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Why, you know, don't you? He come to see you and you went to see him over to his house. You had a reg'lar argument, I understand. About the Shore Lane, wan't it?" "Who told you that?"
"I can't help it, Captain Dean. I can't tell you. I wish I could." He regarded me in silence for a moment. Then: "All right," he said, solemnly. "I'm through with you, Ros Paine. In one way I'm through with you. In another I ain't. I cal'late you was figgerin' to go straight up to the bank, as bold as brass, and set down at George Taylor's desk and draw your wages like an honest man.
To Blood were given six columns which were to work from Lydenburg and the Delagoa Bay Railway. Viljoen was near Ros Senekal. He had three lines of retreat, northward or southward along the Steelpoort River, or down the Blood River. Blood's columns were disposed with the object of closing these exits.
And there in the Ukraine, does there still rise on the banks of the Ros, before the mansion of the Holowinskis, that linden tree so far-spreading that beneath its shade a hundred youths and a hundred maidens were wont to join as partners in the dance? Monuments of our fathers! how many of you each year are destroyed by the axes of the merchants, or of the Muscovite government!
I'm thankful to him for one thing: his comin' here has waked you up, and it's goin' to make a man of you, or I miss my guess." I did not answer. "You mustn't get mad because I talk this way," he went on. "I'm old enough to be your dad, Ros Paine, and I know what I'm talkin' about. I never took much of a shine to you in the old days.
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