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The inspection over, the train band was dismissed with orders to stand ready to reassemble at a moment's warning, and meantime to make such dispositions of private property as seemed good to each man. Hardly was this order obeyed when from the Fort came Trevor's sonorous hail, "Sail ho!" and presently young Cooke came pelting down the hill reporting with a military salute to the captain.
Everybody who had ever heard of old Trevor's will considered it the very maddest upon record, and there were many who congratulated themselves that Lucy's husband, if she was so lucky as to marry a man of sense, would certainly put a stop to it or even that Lucy herself, when she came to years of serious judgment, would see the folly; for there was no stipulation as to the time at which the distributions should be made, these, as well as the selection of the objects of her bounty, being left to herself.
Miss Trevor's behavior that evening was so unrestful as to lead me to believe that she, too, was going through qualms of sympathy for the victim. As we were breaking up for the evening she pulled my sleeve. "Don't you think we have carried our joke a little too far, Mr. Crocker?" she whispered uneasily. "I can't bear to think of him in that terrible place."
Trevor's neck: to say it would be peace, comfort, and happiness to live with her. She would save money, and her worst anxieties would be removed. But she restrained herself. There was a heavy weight pressing against her heart, and even the widow's kindness scarcely touched her. "I will let you know. You are more than kind," she said. A moment afterwards she had said good-bye to Mrs.
"Fenelon," said she, "I have never sought to influence your actions when your friends were concerned, and I shall not begin now. All I ask of you is to consider the consequences of your intention." These words from Mrs. Cooke had much more weight with my client than Mr. Trevor's blustering demands. "Maria, my dear," he said, with a deferential urbanity, "Mr. Allen is my guest, and a gentleman.
Leslie, also with a book in his hands, was seated right aft upon the taffrail, with his feet upon the stern grating, in such a position that he could look past the helmsman right forward and command the entire starboard side of the deck, as far forward as the windlass-bitts and, incidentally, study the varying expressions that flitted athwart Miss Trevor's face as she read.
I have just seen her. What a wonderfully clever girl she is!" "So it seems," said Trevor, in a somewhat impatient tone. "Is she in?" "Yes; I have just come from her." "Then I won't detain you now." Trevor ran upstairs, and Franks went quickly back to his office. Trevor's vigorous knock came upon Florence's door. She did not know why her heart leapt, nor why the colour came into her cheeks.
That day, when Emily met them it had been a sudden impulse Alured had been talking to her about his plans for Trevor's birthday; and, as he spoke of that street, the wild thought came over her how easily a fever might yet sweep him away. And yet she says, all down the street, she was trying to persuade herself to forget Emily's warning, and to disbelieve in the infection.
What in Halifax do I care for your divine-right-of-authors theory? I'll continue to think you guilty until you are shown to be innocent." Suddenly the full significance of the Celebrity's tactics struck Mr. Cooke, and he reached out and caught hold of Mr. Trevor's coattails. "Hold on, old man," said he; "Allen isn't going to be ass enough to own up to it.
"Why, Mary," Margaret exclaimed, "whatever is the matter? What has happened?" "It's the candle, miss," the girl gasped, "the candle in Miss Trevor's room. I can't put it out." "You can't put it out, why, what nonsense!" Margaret said. "Are you mad?" "It is as true as I sit here, miss," Mary panted.
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