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The colonel and his nephew stood in the open doorway. "Don't let us interrupt you, Miss Stansfield," said the former; "I was only looking round with my nephew, who has not been here before, to see how things are going on in Bridgepath. We will call again!" They passed on, and Miss Stansfield resumed her reading.
And Vivie's eyes swam a little as she thought about the death of Mark Stansfield, and the genuine tears that flowed down the cheeks of his pupils when they learnt one raw February morning from the housekeeper of his chambers that he had died at daybreak. "A better man never lived" they agreed. And they were right.
It was on a lovely afternoon that he was sitting up in his arm-chair, dressed in clothes which he had never thought to put on again. He was listening to the gentle but earnest voice of Mary Stansfield, as she read to him from the Word of God, and spoke a few loving and cheering words of her own upon the passage she had selected. A shadow fell across her book; she looked up.
"The fellow's in a bad enough way as it is." "Are you nearly ready, you two?" thundered Stansfield at the door. "Just ready!" they exclaimed; and in another minute they, too, had dismissed from their minds everything but Saint Dominic's versus County, as they trotted off to join the rest of their comrades on the field of battle.
She therefore bowed her assent, and the two walked slowly forward. "You must know, Miss Stansfield," proceeded the stranger, "that I have both seen you before and have also heard a good deal about you, though we have never met till to-day. Ah, I know what you would say," he added, with a smile, as he noticed her look of extreme surprise and her blush of bewilderment.
Miss Stansfield, who knew the old lady's character well, was about to pass on, after a word or two of civil acknowledgment, but the other would not let her part from her so hastily. "My dear," she exclaimed in an earnest half-whisper, "isn't it really shameful that people should say the ill-natured things they do, calling you a hypocrite, and selfish of all things in the world?
"If you let them fire three or four rounds at the trunk of a tree, or some mark of that sort, Monsieur Stansfield, they will get to know something about the use of the weapons." "Thank you, sir. That would be excellent, and would certainly enable us to face a small party of the enemy, if we happen to encounter them." "Please form the boys up two deep," Cathelineau said.
"Get up, my good fellow," Cathelineau said; "I am but a Vendean peasant, like yourself. I thank you for the good service that you have rendered, by bringing Monsieur Stansfield so quickly to us. The time it has saved may make all the difference to us and, in the future, you will have the satisfaction of knowing that you have played an important part in the capture of Saumur."
"I have counted the cost, Mr Stansfield, and intend to run the risk; but thank you, all the same, for your well-meant warning. Can you go round one or two this afternoon?" "I can, with pleasure, and will provide you with as many lodging-house addresses as I can procure. Do you live far from this?" "No, quite close.
Oh, dear! oh, dear! What a thing it is to be straight and honest! Everything prospers with a man when he goes in for being honest! Why, Loman was positively being bathed in luck at the present time! The Saturday came at last. Stansfield had drilled his men as well as he could during the interval, and devoutly hoped that he had got a respectable team to cope with the Landfield fellows.
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