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In Lord Windsor's original instructions of 21st March 1662 he was empowered to search ships suspected of trading with the Spaniards and to adjudicate the same in the Admiralty Court. Cf. Dumont: Corps diplomatique, T.V., pt. ii. p. 625. Cf. also C.S.P. Colon., 1661-68, No. 384: "An act for the sale of five copper guns taken at St. Mus., Add. Mus., Add.
If we live for aims, we live for one minute, for one day, for one year, instead of for every minute, every day, every year. The moods of one's life are life's beauties. To yield to all one's moods is to really live." Mrs. Windsor's voice was heard outside at this moment, and Lady Locke put her napkin down upon the cloth and got up.
And if he knew, what then? It was not against the law to play euchre. Still it perplexed Pierre. Before the Windsors, father and son, however, he was, as we have seen, playfully cool. After quitting Old Brown Windsor's store, Sergeant Fones urged his stout broncho to a quicker pace than usual. The broncho was, like himself, wasteful of neither action nor affection.
Even into the heart of this man of one idea, on the eve of this dangerous conspiracy, all unawares the love god had stolen with muffled feet, so that he did not know his presence. But Mary knew. There was a little tap at the door, and she heard Maggie Windsor's voice asking: "May I come in?" Mary arose quickly and unbolted the door, and Maggie Windsor entered.
He was tough and ready for anything that might come his way, but these things are a great deal a matter of luck. The cub-reporter cannot make a name for himself unless he is favoured by fortune. Things had not come Billy Windsor's way.
She was thinking of Young Aleck, and of Christmas Day, now near. The Sergeant did not look back. Meantime the party at Windsor's store was broken up. Pretty Pierre and Young Aleck had talked together, and the old man had heard his son say: "Remember, Pierre, it is for the last time." Then they talked after this fashion: "Ah, I know, 'mon ami; for the last time!
The sky had been well swept of clouds, and shimmered in the heat almost as if it had been varnished. The garden was revelling in the growing luxury of warmth. It never looked parched; Mrs. Windsor's gardeners were too agile with the hose for that. The hundreds of roses were letting out their perfume shyly, as pretty children let out their secrets.
Some unknown circumstance now induced his mother to send him from under her immediate tutelage; and we heard that he was about to visit Cumberland. A thousand tales were rife, explanatory of the Countess of Windsor's conduct; none true probably; but each day it became more certain that we should have the noble scion of the late regal house of England among us.
Windsor's house not in groups or even pairs, but singly. It was remarkable that none of them had a carriage, and that after leaving the house every one turned and walked in the same direction.
"And you, Ripon" Carey pulled the other close to his lips and spoke almost in a whisper "you are the only man that woman ever loved. I know it." Geoffrey could make no answer. Again he rose to go. "Where are you going?" Geoffrey smiled and waved his hand vaguely. "To the West." "Why? I thought you came over in Windsor's yacht " The other stopped, embarrassed. Geoffrey was touched by his interest.
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