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Gowan spun about to her with a guilty start, but answered almost glibly: "You said he could ride, Miss Chuckie." "He'll he'll be killed! Daddy!" Knowles stepped out through the doorway, cocking his big blue-barreled Colt's. Gowan hastily pointed towards the runaway. Knowles looked, and dropped the revolver to his side. "What's up?" he growled. "Kid he he put Mr.
I don't believe our school happenings appeal to her in the least." Certainly the new-comer went through the ordinary routine of classes, walks, and games without any display of enthusiasm. Gowan Barbour tried to coach her at cricket, but the result was not successful. "It's a boy's game, and the ball is so hard, it hurts my hands!" objected Carmel. "Didn't you play cricket at home?" "Never!"
A faint light appeared at the window for a few moments, and then there was a chinking sound as it was darkened again, and Lady Gowan, as she stood panting there, dimly made out that a sword was thrust through, an arm followed, and she could hear the blade ring and scrape as it was used to feel for the fastenings, clicking loudly against the ironwork and the chain which hung at the side ready for hanging across the door, to pass over a spiral hook on the other side.
'And may I ask, ma'am, retorted Mr Meagles, a little heightened in colour, 'who does expect everything? 'Oh, nobody, nobody! said Mrs Gowan. 'I was going to say but you put me out. You interrupting Papa, what was I going to say?
Miss Fanny understood, with particular distinctness, that Mrs Gowan's good looks had cost her husband very dear; that there had been a great disturbance about her in the Barnacle family; and that the Dowager Mrs Gowan, nearly heart-broken, had resolutely set her face against the marriage until overpowered by her maternal feelings.
I was delighted that he should know it; I was delighted that he should feel keenly, and I hoped he did. More than that. He was tame in comparison with Mr Gowan, who knew how to address me on equal terms, and how to anatomise the wretched people around us. This went on, until the aunt, my Mistress, took it upon herself to speak to me.
And nothing to it but just an accident that's just as like as not to happen anyway." "But murder!" shudderingly muttered Ashton. "Murder a skunk," sneered Gowan. "If saving her from him isn't a case of justifiable homicide, what is? Don't you get the idea? Just a likely accident, down there where nobody can see." Ashton dropped his hands, half clenched, to his sides.
Beyond the bunkhouse, which was the nearest building to the corral, stood the low but roomy log structure of the main ranch house. As Ashton came around the front corner, close behind Gowan and the girl, Knowles rose from his comfortable chair in the rustic porch, knocked out the half burned contents of his pipe and extended a freckled, corded hand to the stranger. "Howdy, Mr. Ashton!
Five minutes or so afterward he heard the shooting of bolts and the rattling down of a chain, the door was opened, and a pretty-looking maidservant, with sleep still in her eyes, confronted him ill-humouredly. "How late you are!" cried Frank. "No, sir; please, it's you who are so early. We didn't go to bed till past one." "Is Lady Gowan up yet?" "Lor' bless you, sir, no!
"Think you could find your way back?" "Why, yes; though we wandered all around But surely, Mr. Knowles, you'll not require me " "I want a man to ride over with some letters and fetch the mail. I'll need Gowan for work you can't do. Chuckie was to have gone; but I can't let her now, until we're more sure about that man who shot at you." "I see."
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