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While he was in the telegraph-office Brigit allowed her muscles to relax and her face to express her hitherto rigidly concealed triumph. He was not going. He would stay; she should continue to see him, and the world was full of joy. "Heavens, how I can lie," she whispered softly, "and now we shall both have to lie. We both know about him; he thinks I don't know; and he doesn't know about me!
He had been immediately driven to a telegraph-office, where, after having used nearly an entire pad of blanks, he succeeded in composing the following message: DEAREST QUENTIN, Have proofs that Old Meg spoke the truth. Meet me immediately at her place. The message was addressed to Locke at Brent Rock and was marked "Important." "That ought to fetch her!" muttered Paul, as he left the office.
"You get me in reach of a telegraph-office before nine o'clock to-morrow and I'll make it worth your while." "By the long-horned heifers of Hebron!" bawled Hiram. "We've come back to just the place we started from! If you built that fire to tole us ashore here, I'll have you put into State Prison." "Here they are, Bodge!" shrieked the Colonel, his teeth chattering, squirrel-like, in his passion.
Never over-confident of his own powers, his mind must at times have been full of misgivings; but it was only on the night of the election, November 6, 1860, when, sitting alone with the operators in the little telegraph-office at Springfield, he read the messages of Republican victory that fell from the wires until convinced of his election, that the overwhelming, almost crushing weight of his coming duties and responsibilities fell upon him.
The Gendarmerie was concealed beside the telegraph-office at the bottom of a vast court, which was partly laid out in gardens; and here all the shepherds of the public lay locked in grateful sleep. It took a deal of knocking to waken one; and he, when he came at last to the door, could find no other remark but that "it was none of his business."
By means of these the eyes, nose, tongue, and skin all the organs of perception transmit impressions or sensations to the brain, which acts as a sort of great central telegraph-office, receiving impressions and sending messages to all parts of the body, and putting in motion the muscles necessary to accomplish any movement that may be desired.
She went to the nearest telegraph-office and sent the following message to Bertha Keys: "Expect me at Aylmer's Court to-morrow at ten. Must see you. You can manage so that my aunt does not know." The Sharstons and Sir John Wallis were enjoying themselves very much at Aylmer's Court. Mrs. Aylmer exerted herself to be specially agreeable.
Jake's shearing at West-o'-Sunday; shearing won't be over for three or four weeks, and Jake wants an excuse to get away without offending old Baldy and come down and have a fly round with us before the holidays are over." Down at the telegraph-office Mitchell took a form and filled it in very carefully: "Jacob Boreham. West-o'-Sunday Station. Bourke. Come home at once. Mother is dead.
In this manner I succeed in ridding the telegraph-office of the crowd; but there is no getting rid of the visitors. Everybody in the place who thinks himself a little better than the ragamuffin ryots comes and squats on his hams in the little hut-like office, sips the telegraph-jee's sweetened tea, smokes his kalians, and spends the afternoon in staring wonderingly at me and the bicycle.
My first act upon reaching the telegraph-office was to send a message, at Miss Jenrys' request and in her name, to Hilda O'Neil. 'Word it as you think best, Miss Jenrys had said, and accordingly I had sent this message: 'MISS HILDA O'NEIL, 'Yours received. Will do my best for you. Have courage. This, while indefinite, was at least not discouraging. To Mr.
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