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Updated: May 15, 2025
"Silverside is too lovely for words!" exclaimed Nina as Selwyn entered the library. "The children almost went mad. You should have seen the dogs, too tearing round and round the lawn in circles poor things! They were crazy for the fresh, new turf. And Kit-Ki! she lay in the sun and rolled and rolled until her fur was perfectly filthy.
Here be an half-dozen in the town arrest of heresy and some without, too." "Mercy on us! Who?" demanded Mrs Clere. "Why, Master Benold, chandler, and Master Bongeor, glazier, and old Mistress Silverside, and Mistress Ewring at the mill these did I hear. I know not who else." And suddenly turning to Elizabeth, he said, "Hussy, was this thine errand, or had it ought to do therewith?"
Oh, is it all here? enough, I mean, for us to catch a train for Silverside this afternoon." "Has Nina any room for me?" asked Selwyn. "Room! Certainly. I didn't tell her you were coming, because if you hadn't, the kids would have been horribly disappointed. She and Eileen are giving a shindy for Gladys that's Gerald's new acquisition, you know.
"At six o'clock in the morning, on the waste piece by Lexden Road, shall suffer the penalty of the law these men and women underwritten: William Bongeor, Thomas Benold, Robert alias William Purcas, Agnes Silverside alias Downes alias Smith alias May, Helen Ewring, Elizabeth Foulkes, Agnes Bowyer." With one accord, led by Mr Benold, the condemned prisoners stood up and thanked God.
Plainly enough some experience, not wholly agreeable, was teaching him the elements of consideration for others; he was less impulsive, more tolerant; yet, at times, Selwyn and Eileen also noticed that he became very restless toward the end of his visits at Silverside; as though something in the city awaited him some duty, or responsibility not entirely pleasant.
He could not see for a few minutes, coming fresh from the light of day: and before he was able to make anything out clearly, an old lady's voice accosted him. "Robert Purcas, if I err not?" she said. "I am sorry to behold thee here, friend." "Truly, Mistress, more than I am, that am come hither in Christ's cause." "Ay? Then thou art well come." "Methinks it is Mistress Silverside?"
And for two weeks no word was received from him at Silverside. Late in August, however, he wrote a rather colourless letter to Selwyn, saying that he was tired and would be down for the week-end. He came, thinner than usual, with the city pallor showing through traces of the sea tan.
Young Lawn looked into them and the hope in him flickered; Austin looked, and shrugged; but as they all turned away to retrace their steps across the moors in the direction of Silverside, Lansing lightly hooked his arm into Selwyn's; and Gerald, walking thoughtfully on the other side, turned over and over in his mind the proposition offered him the spectacle of a modern and needy man to whom money appeared to be the last consideration in a plain matter of business.
Rising from a small spring-pond almost at the foot of Silverside lawn, it wound away through tangles of bull-brier and wild-rose, under arches of weed and grass and clustered thickets of mint, north through one of the strange little forests where it became a thread edged with a duck-haunted bog, then emerging as a clear deep stream once more it curved sharply south, recurved north again, and flowed into Shell Pond which, in turn, had an outlet into the Sound a mile east of Wonder Head.
Mistress Wade has the children, and she'll see to them, or Alice Mount will. I must " "Thou'd best not put too much on Alice Mount, for Will Mount's as like as not to be in the next batch." "Lord, have mercy on us! I'll go warn them they are with Mistress Ewring at the mill; and then I'll go on to Mistress Silverside. Make haste, Robin, for mercy's sake!"
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