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But, tell me, what do you do for a living? 'I'm a correspondence clerk, at present, in a Sussex Street business house. 'H'm! Yes, I rather thought something of the sort and very good practical training, too, I should say. But I gather you are keen on press work, eh? I gave an eager affirmative, and the editor nodded. 'Ye es, he said musingly as we turned aside into Wynyard Square.
Oh, it's quite different quite! Do sit up straight, Dorothy, my dear!" She continued to prattle of the momentous marriage impending, until her complacent chatter was interrupted by the entrance of her half-sister, Mrs. Wynyard, and the elder Miss Rathbawne. The two newcomers were both beautiful, in widely dissimilar ways. Helen Wynyard, Mrs.
His actual small political intrigues and ignoble aims of office seemed to her little different from those aspirations of royalty which she had read about as perhaps they were. Indeed, it is to be feared that in foolish little Mrs. Bunker, Wynyard Marion had found the old feminine adoration of pretension and privilege which every rascal has taken advantage of since the flood.
With that he laughs, says he didn't want any better friends than me, but that I must be livin' in the backwoods not to know that Wynyard Marion had escaped, and was then at sea on his way to Mexico or Central America. Then we agreed to terms, and the long and short of it is, Mollie, that I'm to have the schooner with a hundred and fifty dollars a month, and ten per cent. shares after a year!
God save the state!" "I have promised to marry Colonel Broadcastle," announced Mrs. Wynyard when the silence had lasted twenty minutes. Dorothy flung round from the window against which she had been mercilessly pressing her pretty nose. "Why, Aunt Helen!" she exclaimed. "You really are the most startlingly abrupt person I ever knew. Are you in earnest? What under the sun possessed you to do that?"
The child lived through all the changes and chances of Maori life and warfare to more than ninety years of age. In his extreme old age he would still tell of how he saw Kapene Kuku Captain Cook. Once he told his story to Governor Wynyard, who had it promptly taken down. Another version is also printed in one of Mr. John White's volumes. The two do not differ in any important particular.
Lilly Wynyard said that the person pointed out was a Mr. Eyre in mistake." A famous tale of an appearance is Lord Brougham's. His Lordship was not reckoned precisely a veracious man; on the other hand, this was not the kind of fable he was likely to tell. He was brought up under the regime of common-sense. "On all such subjects my father was very sceptical," he says.
Latterly, Barclay had begun to suspect the Colonel of having designs upon Mrs. Wynyard. Thirty and sixty-five that looked forty-five a widow and a widower! More wonderful things had happened. "If I were thirty years younger," Broadcastle was saying even now, as he did full justice to the celery mayonnaise, "I should say we were made for each other."
Wynyard immediately proffered her sympathy. "Poor, dear Mr. Nisbet! I never heard a more pathetic sigh. Whatever is the matter?" "He's sleepy," put in Dorothy. "He always is, after talking with me for a whole hour." "I was just thinking," protested young Nisbet helplessly. "Oh!" exclaimed Dorothy, "that's it, is it? Then pray don't discourage him, Aunt Helen.
For Colonel Starbottle, Jack Hamlin, Judge Beeswinger, and Jo Wynyard, assisted by Mesdames Montague, Montmorency, Bellefield, and "Tinky" Clifford, of the "Western Star Combination Troupe," then performing "on tour," were holding "high jinks" in the supper room. The colonel had been of late moody, irritable, and easily upset.
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