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"How very absent-minded Mr. Winton seems to be this evening!" murmured Bessie from her niche between Adams and the Reverend Billy at the farther end of the table. "He isn't quite at his best, is he, Mr. Adams?" "No, indeed," said Adams, matching her undertone, "very far from it. He has been a bit off all day: touch of mountain fever, I'm afraid."
A somewhat larger force was sent to a small town named Winton, as it had been rumored that a force of Union men were there disputing the authority of the Confederate Government, and the navy wished to go to their assistance. The "Delaware" and "Hudson," in advance of the squadron, came within sight of the landing and warehouses of Winton about four in the afternoon.
Not to miss his opportunity, at the first curve beyond Argentine he passed his cigar-case to Biggin and asked permission to ride on the rear platform of the day-coach for inspection purposes. "Say, pardner, what do you take me fer, anyhow?" was the reproachful rejoinder. "For a gentleman in disguise," said Winton promptly. "Sim'larly, I do you; savvy?
Captain Winton tried to keep out of range of his enemy, but Captain Ortega swung around so as to hold him in direct line all the time. Starland's mate and one of his seamen were handling the cannon on the yacht. The latter had served at Manila and knew his business. As cool as if taking part in the naval maneuvers, he waited until sure the second shot would do the business.
He made a general survey and register of all the property in the kingdom, who held it, and what it was distinctly: a vast work for an age of ignorance and time of confusion, which has been neglected in more civilized nations and settled times. It was called the Roll of Winton, and served as a model of a work of the same kind made by William the Conqueror. His son Edward succeeded.
I ran for cook and we got him up to bed, and not knowing where you'd be, ma'am, I telephoned to Count Rosek, and he came I hope I didn't do wrong and he sent me down to see you. The doctor says his brain's on the touch and go, and he keeps askin' for you, ma'am. So I didn't know what to do." Gyp, pale to the lips, said: "Wait here a minute, Ellen," and went into the dining-room. Winton followed.
Curll's account is that they were found in a pocket-book taken up in Westminster Hall on the last day of the trial of the Jacobite Lord Winton. Curll was an excellent publicity agent for his wares. He wrote, or caused to be written, a most intriguing "advertisement" about the authorship of the poems: "Upon reading them over at St.
Life with him had certainly one effect on Gyp; it made her feel less and less a part of that old orthodox, well-bred world which she had known before she married him; but to which she had confessed to Winton she had never felt that she belonged, since she knew the secret of her birth.
It can't be sunstroke, this term, and he hasn't been over-training for anything. He opened Winton's collar, packed a cushion under his head, threw a rug over him and sat down to listen to the regular breathing. Before long Stalky arrived, on pretence of borrowing a book. He looked at the window-seat. ''Noticed anything wrong with Winton lately? said Mullins.
"A faineant, a dilettante; a man with all the God-given ability to do as he will and to succeed, and yet who will not take the trouble to persevere." Winton smiled, a grim little smile. "You are not quite like any other woman I have ever known not like any other in the world, I believe.
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