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Does not every one say that he has a great future? and surely he deserves all credit for rising as he has done and he is most able " "And good," said Jacqueline proudly. "Don't praise him any more, Unity." She put her hands on her cousin's shoulders and kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Now and then, my dear, will you come to see me on the Three-Notched Road?

And he has taken a law office in Charlottesville the brick house by the Swan. "Yes. He told me he would not be idle." Adam rose, and took up the gun which it was his whim to carry. "I'll go talk ginseng and maple sugar to Colonel Churchill for a bit, and then I'll go back to the Eagle. As soon as you are on the Three-Notched Road again I'll come to see you there."

Selden, on the Three-Notched Road, gave me The Federalist. Are you a lawyer, sir?" The gentleman laughed, and the genie behind the counter laughed. Young Mocket plucked Lewis Rand by the sleeve, but the latter was intent upon the personage before him and did not heed. "Yes," said the gentleman, "I am a lawyer. Are you going to be one?" "I am," said the boy.

The coach turned and went back through the Main Street, and so on, in the yellow afternoon, to the Three-Notched Road. As she passed again the green door, Mrs. Selden looked out, but the door was fast and the shutters closed behind the blush roses. "He must have gone home early," she said to herself, and all the way along the Three-Notched Road she thought of Lewis Rand and his career.

Joab and the culprit Selim went on Rand's errands to the town and to the home on the Three-Notched Road. Mammy Chloe, in white apron and kerchief and coloured turban, presented herself with a curtsy, delivered kindly messages from the ladies of the house, and sat down with her sewing in the little adjoining room.

Rand. Where did you learn so much?" Jacqueline, halfway to the door, turned upon him her candid eyes. "Don't you remember?" she answered, "the month that I spent, summer before last, at Cousin Jane Selden's, on the Three-Notched Road? I saw Mr. Rand very often that summer. Cousin Jane liked him, and he was welcome at her house.

A little later, deep in the embrace of the old Selden coach, husband and wife began their journey to the house on the Three-Notched Road. In the minutes that followed the disposal of their wedding guests it had been settled that they would not return to Mrs. Selden's it was best to go home instead. Cousin Jane would take Deb; Unity must return at once to Fontenoy.

"I am going to begin now, Uncle Edward." "I am listening," said the Major. "Once upon a time there lived on the Three-Notched Road a boy, a poor boy. He lived in a log house that was not so good as an overseer's house, and there were pine trees all around it, and wild flowers, but no other kinds of flowers.

He saw the next morning the summer-house, the box, the mockingbird in the poplar tree, the Seven Sisters rose and then their marriage eve, and that fair first summer on the Three-Notched Road, and all the three years of their wedded life. The picture of her was everywhere, and not least in the house on Shockoe Hill.

"I am conscious of no place where my spirit and that of Mr. Rand may touch. I cannot explain; we are enemies: you must let us fight it out." "Does it so much matter that you are Federalist and he Republican?" "It matters very little." "Or that you are a Cary, with all that that means, while he is Lewis Rand from the Three-Notched Road?" "That matters not at all." "Or that you are rival lawyers?