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"There are a great many considerations of policy which influence these great families," replied Grace. "She seems to like the captain much better than she likes Sir William." "And I know that he likes her." "Let us hope for the best," said Grace, gayly, as she glanced out the window at the fine mountain scenery. "How far is it to Ulm, Dr. Winstock?" asked Paul.
"It is sixty-four and a half English miles from the point where we started to Ulm; and the time is over three hours. We shall arrive there at half past five," continued Dr. Winstock. "I thank you for setting me right," replied Paul. "I have been bothered with the German money."
"My name is Winstock, and I've called about the car." "The car? What car?" "The motor-car accident at Putney, you know." "Ah!" "Yes." "Just so. Just so. You are the owner-driver of the other car." "Yes." "I think you ought to have seen my wife. It is really she who is the owner of this car. As you are aware, I wasn't in the accident myself, and I don't know anything about it.
In due time the party reached the railroad station, and seated themselves in the special cars, which had been provided for their use. The Arbuckles, Dr. Winstock, Paul, and Shuffles occupied one compartment of a carriage, and, as usual, the pleasant and well-informed surgeon of the ship, who had been a very extensive traveller, was a living encyclopædia for the party.
"Well, then, wake up Mimi as you wakened me, and send her to the servants' hall wherever that is I've never seen it myself!" Eve shook her somewhat tousled head vigorously. "Certainly not. I don't trust Miss Mimi Winstock not one bit and I'm not going to let those two meet until you've had a talk with the burglar." "Me!" Mr. Prohack protested. "Yes, you.
You may go behind your lawyer's back. But I can't. And also there's the insurance company." Mr. Prohack lifted the rug which had fallen away from her short skirts. "I think solicitors and companies and things are so silly," said Miss Winstock, whose eyes had not moved from the floor-mat. "Thank you." The 'thank you' was in respect to the rug. "So they are," Mr. Prohack agreed.
Below the royal apartments, in the after part of the ship, were the cabins for the servants. As the steward led his guests towards the gangway, Dr. Winstock took out his purse. "Never mind that just now," interposed their conductor, "especially as there is the captain."
My guide assured me it was one hundred and forty-seven French metres in height; but this, reduced to English measure, would give four hundred and eighty-three feet. My own idea is, that Murray is right," replied Dr. Winstock, as they walked over to the church. "What's this?" asked Paul, pointing to a beautiful iron canopy in Gothic style, near the foot of the church tower. "That's a draw-well.
Winstock, and he was waiting to see you," replied Perth. The principal lectured them severely, and in earnest, for their misconduct; but he did not give them the coveted punishment of dooming them to remain on board while the rest of the students visited Paris.
Paul was much agitated, and Dr. Winstock talked to him for half an hour before he could fix his attention upon the novelties of the country hurried in panorama before him. "Gand!" shouted the guard, as he walked along the step before the doors of the compartments, just as the train entered the station. "I suppose that means Ghent," said Paul.
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