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But the old gentleman who had got out of the boat said, 'Tut, nonsense! and seemed to want to have an argument with Rowles after I had left. And now, sir, I see your train coming, and I have talked myself out; so good-morning to you and to your good lady." Lifting his hat, Mrs. Bosher's brother went away, and Juliet saw no more of him. She was pushed into a carriage with the vicar and Mrs.
"Are you sorry, man?" roared Mrs. Bosher's brother, putting his great rose into Mitchell's face; "are you sorry?" "Sorry! phew, it's delicious, but stifling no, I'm certainly not sorry." "Then get into the boat, and do the rest of your talking there." They took the hint. Mrs.
Bosher's heavy steps went down the wooden stairs; the door of the house was opened, shut, and locked, and Juliet's spirits rose when she knew that she was alone. She might as well run away at once. She looked at the window. It was in the roof a skylight. There was no means of getting up to it, and no means of opening it that Juliet could perceive. Oh, she was caught in a trap!
But I little thought that Juliet's father was poor Nan's brother." "Ain't you glad, man?" said Mrs. Bosher's brother, giving a squeeze to Roberts's rheumatic arm; "ain't you glad?" "Glad oh, it's agony! yes, glad as I can be." "Well, I can't make it out now!" said Mitchell, taking off his hat to cool his head. "Just to think that Mr. Robert the butler is my brother-in-law!"
It had been reserved to Bosher's diary, of all agencies in the world, to explain everything, and cast a flood of light upon what had hitherto been incomprehensible! Of course he could see it all now. If this diary was to be believed but was it? Might it not be a hoax purposely put in his way to delude him?
"By the way," said Riddell, as they were going, "do either of you know to whom this book belongs? I found it in the playground yesterday." A merry laugh greeted the appearance of Bosher's diary, which the pair recognised as a very old friend. "It's old Bosher's diary," said Telson. "He's always dropping it about. I believe he does it on purpose. I say, isn't it frightful bosh?"
Bosher's brother rowed them gently down the stream to Banksome Weir, the scene of Juliet's escape, and afterwards he rowed them gently back again. He said he could do that kind of rowing in his sleep. They were all very happy; a happy family party.
Robert was very kind, and would like to take you and me and father in a boat on the river some day soon. And he would like to go on Saturday afternoon if he is well enough. And he thinks Mrs. Bosher's brother would come too, and if Mr. Robert is not well enough to row, Mrs. Bosher's brother will row, and Mr. Robert will steer; and Mr.
As for the work they groaned as they thought of it. It hadn't been so bad at the beginning of the term, when Bosher's crib to the Caesar and Wakefield's key to Colenso's arithmetic had lent them their genial aid.
If you do a single thing that displeases me, you shall be prosecuted with the utmost rigour of the law." Juliet longed to scream, or kick, or run away; but she did not dare to move. "The utmost rigour of the law" might mean something awful: it might mean being hanged, or being shot by Mrs. Bosher's brother. The passage was almost dark, and Juliet stood trembling beside her dreadful mistress.
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