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She had early renounced the world and its fascinations; left Bath, where her mother and sister Christiana Gurney resided; became eventually a minister among Friends; and found a congenial retreat for many years at Colebrook Dale." The travelling party went on to make a tour in Wales and to attend the gathering of Friends at the Welsh half-yearly meeting.
We set out through the long grass together, walking erect at first, till we had got some distance from the laager, and then, creeping as the Matabele themselves creep, without displacing the grass-flowers, for a mere wave on top would have betrayed us at once to the quick eyes of those observant savages. We crept on for a mile or so. At last, Colebrook turned to me, one finger on his lips.
"No; business is not very pressing in the office, and I can be spared." The housekeeper concluded that Grant was going to Colebrook, and did not connect his journey with the lost boy. "Oh, well, I suppose you understand your own business best. Herbert will miss you if he finds you away when his father brings him back." "Do you think he will?" asked Grant, eyeing the housekeeper sharply.
Nettie Colebrook's unappreciative ears got the benefit of it. In the dining-room a disapproving Susan stood by the table. "I thought you wasn't never comin'. The hash is gettin' cold." Mrs. Colebrook gasped audibly. "Yes, yes, I know," murmured Mr. Burton conciliatingly. "But we're here now, Susan." "What will Master Keith have for his supper?" questioned Mrs. Colebrook, lifting her chin a little.
"After the funeral bills are paid, I presume there'll be only about three hundred dollars left." Mr. Fox stopped short and whistled. "Father hadn't much talent at making money," said Harry, soberly. "I should say not. Why, that money won't last you no time at all." "I am old enough to work for a living. Isn't there something I can find to do in Colebrook?"
A heavy figure of a man of stone, with a red handsome face, a blue wandering eye, and a great white beard flowing to his waist and never trimmed as far as Colebrook knew.
"What would you advise, Mr. Clifton?" "That you take perhaps a hundred dollars, and let me bring the balance next Saturday night, when I come to pass Sunday at Colebrook." "Thank you, sir; if it won't be too much trouble for you." Grant came home a messenger of good tidings, as his beaming face plainly showed.
The father of Keith gave an inarticulate gasp, but Susan plunged on unheeding. "An' he'll never get well if he ain't let to get up an' stand an' walk an' eat an' sit down himself. But Mis' Colebrook won't let him. She won't let him do anything. She keeps sayin', 'Don't do it, oh, don't do it, all the time, when she ought to say, 'Do it, do it, do it! Mr.
The tailor shall be set to work, and the barber, and the candlestick maker; high old times are coming for Colebrook, they are coming, to be sure. It used to be 'next week, now it has come to 'next month, and so on soon it will be next spring, for all I know."
Colebrook, her chin a little higher than usual. "Oh, no, thank you. I ain't needin' the money, Mis' Colebrook, an' I'd ruther wait for Mr. Burton, anyway," she finished cheerfully, as she turned to go. "Nonsense, Susan, of COURSE you need the money. Everybody can make use of a little money, I guess. Surely, there's SOMETHING you want."
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