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"Wax candles? It would take too long. Show the gentleman into this front room," said the governor-elect. The servant went to do his bidding. Then Rothsay turned to Cora, saying: "I must see this man, dear, late as it is! I will bid you good night now. God bless you, dear." And without even a farewell kiss, Rothsay passed out. And Cora did not know that he had gone for good.
"No, surely, my lord," answered the Constable; "but has your Royal Highness recollected that Sir John Ramorny " "Has not the plague, I hope?" replied the Duke of Rothsay. "Come, Errol, you would play the surly turnkey, but it is not in your nature; farewell for half an hour."
There the gentle, timid, old grandmother came to bid her pet child a private good-by. "Are you happy, my love are you happy?" she inquired. "Why don't you answer?" "My heart is full too full, grandma," evasively answered Corona Rothsay. "Ah, yes; that is natural very natural. 'Even so it was with me when I was young," sighed the old lady, who detected no evasion in the words of her darling.
All the people of North End, except the aged, infirm and infantile, were trooping down the valley, on the rough road between the foot of the West Ridge and the side of the river, to a fete to be given them at Rockhold on the occasion of the marriage of old Aaron Rockharrt's granddaughter, Corona Haught, to Regulas Rothsay, the governor-elect of the State.
After the formalities were concluded, the Ottawa chieftain remained in that vicinity for several weeks as the guest of the governor. About this time the Bullens reached New York from a flying trip to Oswego, where the paymaster had been summoned on business. Madam Bullen, whom we have long known as Madam Rothsay, always accompanied her husband on such journeys.
There the Earl's letters were presented to the Duchess by the leader of the escort which conducted Catharine and the glee maiden to Campsie. Whatever reason she might have to complain of Rothsay, his horrible and unexpected end greatly shocked the noble lady, and she spent the greater part of the night in indulging her grief and in devotional exercises.
Another year announced the retirement of Assistant-Surgeon Haggarty from the 120th, where he was replaced by Assistant-Surgeon Angus Rothsay Leech, a Scotchman, probably; with whom I have not the least acquaintance, and who has nothing whatever to do with this little history. Still more years passed on, during which time I will not say that I kept a constant watch upon the fortunes of Mr.
"Because, dear, from the time I left the State capital to this day I have never seen a newspaper or spoken to a civilized being." "Rule!" "It is true, dear! Look at me. Have I not degenerated into a savage?" "No, no, no, Regulas Rothsay! you could never do that! Ah! how much nobler you look to me in that rude forest garb than ever in the fine dress of the drawing room!
"Rothsay is right, Albany," said the King: "it were unlike a Christian monarch to give way in this point. I cannot consent to see men battle until they are all hewn down like cattle in the shambles. It would sicken me to look at it, and the warder would drop from my hand for mere lack of strength to hold it." "It would drop unheeded," said Albany.
Mozeen was just the woman to take a motherly interest in a well-disposed lad like Joseph; and it was equally characteristic of my valet especially when Rothsay was thoughtless enough to encourage him to pervert an innocent action for the sake of indulging in a stupid jest. I took advantage of my privilege as an invalid, and changed the subject. A week passed. I had expected to hear from Rothsay.
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