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It is dangerous duty, and should it cost this dear life, how shall I ever face Mistress Wynne?" I myself had but one thought in my own mind this Sunday in March, as I rode through the east wind. It is my way, and always was, to have but a single idea in mind, and to go straight to my object the nearest way.
Gibson's voice when he spoke seriously, especially when he referred to any feeling of his own he who so rarely betrayed what was passing in his heart that was irresistible to most people: the change from joking and sarcasm to tender gravity. Mr. Coxe hung his head a little, and meditated. 'I do love Miss Gibson, said he at length. 'Who could help it? 'Mr. Wynne, I hope! said Mr. Gibson.
As if an idle dog like him had any right to have an opinion at all!" "Tut! tut!" cried Miss Wynne. "I am not idle," I said, "if I am a dog." He turned and seized me by the collar. "I will teach thee to answer thy elders." And with this he shook me violently, and caught up a cane from a chair where he had laid it.
Latham's face went deathly white from sheer excitement, the German's violently red from the same emotion, and the others there was amazement, admiration, awe in them. Mr. Czenki's countenance was again impassive. "If you will all be seated again, please?" requested Mr. Wynne, who still stood, cool and self-certain, at the end of the table.
He was not conscious of any intention of becoming a Catholic, but there was a fascination in playing at being one; and Wynne, who could not understand how the folk of Boston could play with ethical truths, was yet able thus to juggle with religion with no misgiving. This morning he enjoyed the spiritual intoxication of the confessional as never before.
I'll send you something in the way of clothing, and we'll let you play invalid in a dressing-gown to-day. If Mehitabel can help you, you've only to ring. I dare say that you can do something with one hand." "One never knows until he tries," Wynne answered. Maurice wished to ask for a barber, but could not pluck up courage.
Turning, he said, with amazing coolness, wiping the blood away, for I was strong, and had hit hard, "Madam, I beg your pardon; we have been behaving like beasts, and I am fitly punished. As to you, Mr. Wynne, you are a boy, and have undertaken to rough it with men. This shall go no further." "It shall go where I please," I cried. "No, no; Hugh, Hugh!" said my mother.
Speaking seems to give him pain, and he is altogether more prostrated than so slight a wound accounts for; but when I saw him, he had just been told of the death of his colonel and several of his brother officers, among them young Wynne, who shared his tent; and he was completely overcome.
Mrs. Wynne could not, with her good-natured eyes, see the force of any of these objections, and she was determined to convince her nephew of their futility. With this view she formed a scheme which was to be kept a profound secret from the parties concerned, till the moment when it should be ripe for execution. She heard that Miss Turnbull was in want of a companion; and she knew that Mrs.
"'Yes; it seems to me a quite inconceivable thing, but I am certain, though the man looked a gentleman all over. "'He looked a gentleman all over, said Darthea, with strange deliberateness of speech. "This while Mistress Wynne sat drawn up, her face set, and one hand moving on the arm of the chair, just the same queer trick her brother had. As for me, I watched Darthea.
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