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"He probably finds it hard to pay that. It isn't likely he lays up anything. He would do better to stay in Wrayburn." "Then you think he can't send any money to his mother?" "No; he will find it hard to pay his own expenses." "Then she won't be able to pay the interest on the mortgage?" "I don't see how she can." "And you will seize the house?" "I fully intend to do so." "Good!

'He says he has something to say. 'Surely it must be to you, Mortimer. 'So I thought, but he says no. He says it is to you. 'Yes, I do say so, interposed the boy. 'And I mean to say what I want to say, too, Mr Eugene Wrayburn! Passing him with his eyes as if there were nothing where he stood, Eugene looked on to Bradley Headstone.

If you suppose that boy 'Who really will be tired of waiting, said Eugene, politely. 'If you suppose that boy to be friendless, Mr Wrayburn, you deceive yourself. I am his friend, and you shall find me so. 'And you will find HIM on the stairs, remarked Eugene.

Are you better, Mr Wrayburn? 'I am much happier, said Eugene. 'Much better too, I hope? Eugene turned his eyes towards Lizzie, as if to spare her, and answered nothing. Then, they all stood around the bed, and Mr Milvey, opening his book, began the service; so rarely associated with the shadow of death; so inseparable in the mind from a flush of life and gaiety and hope and health and joy.

Wrayburn had ridden up and now asked the foreman a question about some calves. "Don't ask me. Ask yore boss," growled Yankie, his face dark with fury. "Don't ask me either," said Webb. "You're foreman of this ranch, Dad." "Since when?" asked the old Confederate. "Since right this minute. I've fired Yankie." Dad chewed his cud of tobacco without comment.

"I don't think I shall stay in Wrayburn long. Father talks of moving to New York," said James, in a burst of confidence. "What do you expect to do here?" "Do you think your father would give me work?" asked Herbert, demurely. "I don't know. He might, if you agreed to sell the house." "We may, if we can get enough for it." "You'll have to, anyway. You must be very poor."

It had been a fatiguing day for him, and it would be necessary to rise in good season the next day, as the coach left Randolph for Wrayburn at an early hour. Mrs. Carter awaited Herbert's return with interest. She felt lonely without him, for he had never before been away from home to stay overnight. But there was a feeling of anticipation besides.

Turning again at the water-lilies, he saw her coming, and advanced to meet her. 'I was saying to myself, Lizzie, that you were sure to come, though you were late. 'I had to linger through the village as if I had no object before me, and I had to speak to several people in passing along, Mr Wrayburn.

'Let us have a talk, said Jenny, 'about Mr Eugene Wrayburn. Something sparkled down among the fair hair resting on the dark hair; and if it were not a star which it couldn't be it was an eye; and if it were an eye, it was Jenny Wren's eye, bright and watchful as the bird's whose name she had taken. 'Why about Mr Wrayburn? Lizzie asked. 'For no better reason than because I'm in the humour.

Take me up and make me light!" By degrees, as she progressed in this remembrance, the hand was raised, the late ecstatic look returned, and she became quite beautiful. Having so paused for a moment, silent, with a listening smile upon her face, she looked round and recalled herself. 'What poor fun you think me; don't you, Mr Wrayburn? You may well look tired of me.

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