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Updated: May 21, 2025
The fences are slate; the gateposts are slate; the stiles are of slate; the very "sticks" up which the climbing roses are trained are of slate; churches, schools, houses, stables are all of one dark iron-blue shade; floors and roofs are alike; hearth-stones and threshold-stones, and grave-stones all of the same material. It is curious and depressing.
Through the centre of it runs an avenue of trees in direct continuation from the Hospital gates. This opens on to St. Leonard's Terrace in two fine iron gates with stone pillars, surmounted by military arms in stone. Beyond these gates, still in the same straight line, runs the Royal Avenue, formerly known as White Stiles.
'Aha! quoth the latter; 'we have an Argus! and as the duchess was not on the heights, and the sun's rays were mild in cloud, he agreed to his young friend's proposal that they should advance to meet her. Chloe walked with them, but her face was disdainful; at the stiles she gave her hand to Mr. Beamish; she did not address a word to Mr. Camwell, and he knew the reason.
Here, drive into that grove and tie your horse a minute and we'll come to an understanding. I can't write you out a paper while we're moving along like this." Then Nels turned into the grove and took the horse from the shafts and tied him some distance away, while G. B. Stiles took writing materials from his valise, and, sitting in the buggy, made a show of drawing up a legal paper.
G. B. Stiles scrambled in with unusual agility for him, and again they were off, the gray taking them along with leaps and bounds, but the road was smooth, and the dust laid by frequent showers was like velvet under the horse's feet. Stiles drew himself up, clinging to the side of the buggy and to his hat. "How long will he keep this up?" he asked. "Oh, he stop putty quvick. He lak it leetle run.
Could we go along forever living on the flubdub of self-praise? But a truce to all this! for Dr. Gowdy was coming to see, to feel, to consider but one thing the Squash. Here was the fountain-head of all his woes. "Perdition take that fellow!" he exclaimed, with his thoughts fiercely focused on the unseen Jared Stiles.
We agreed to call each other by fake names in case anybody heard us talking. When she got into your canoe by mistake I was only about ten yards away, but I was scared to move. I knew she could take care of herself." Again Phil laughed. But Stiles was growing impatient and his worried look returned. "Say, never mind all that, Mr. Kendrick, please.
"Why, is there proof?" asked Ellen Stiles, eagerly, pausing for a moment in her excitement. The sharp note of eagerness in her voice checked him. "No nothing," he said. "Nothing at all. Of course not. And how should I know if there were?" "You're just the person who would know," answered Ellen decisively. "However many other people you've hoodwinked, you haven't taken me in all these years.
On their left the sea broke quietly on the beach below; on their right were one or two scattered cottages, at the doors of which an occasional figure appeared to gaze in mute astonishment at the proceedings. "Dance, George," said Mr. Stiles, who found his friend rather an encumbrance. "Hs'h! Stop!" cried the frantic Mr.
Moore lived, more or less, all his days from hand to mouth, and Lord John Russell, who was always ready in a quiet fashion, in Kingsley's phrase, to help lame dogs over stiles, frequently displayed towards the light-hearted poet throughout their long friendship delicate and generous kindness.
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