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"Arthur, boy, I'd not be under Dove and Dove if they offered me a gold nugget a day, as weighty as the Queen's crown. You must not go there." "They are not agreeable men; I know that; they are not men who are liked in Helstonleigh, but what difference will that make to me? So long as I turn out their parchments properly engrossed, that is all I need care for." "What has happened?
It was the Earl of Carrick, brother to Lady Augusta Yorke, and much resembling her a pleasant, high cheek-boned, easy face, betraying more of good humour than of high or keen intellect, and nothing of pride. The pride of the young Yorkes was sometimes talked of in Helstonleigh, but it came from their father's side, not from Lady Augusta's.
A very pleasant man was the Bishop of Helstonleigh, standing little upon forms and ceremonies. In frame he was nearly as active as a college boy. "It is all right, I think, my lord," said Fordham. "I hear the porter's voice now in the cloisters." "How dark it is!" exclaimed the bishop. "Ketch must be closing late to-night. What a noise he is making!" In point of fact, Mr.
"College boys!" cried his lordship, winking and blinking, as other less majestic mortals do when awakened suddenly out of their morning sleep. "Yes, my lord," replied the servant. "All the school's come up; such a lot of 'em! It's the holiday they are asking for." "Oh, ah, I recollect," cried his lordship for it was not the first time he had been to Helstonleigh.
"You'll come pitch into the mud with your nose. Can't you wait? It's my belief you are wanting to do it. Here, let me get firm hold of you; you know you are as weak as ever was a rat!" You may recognize the voice as belonging to Mrs. Jenkins, and that poor shadow could be no one but Jenkins himself, for there certainly was not another like it in all Helstonleigh. Mr.
"Harm! What harm is likely to have come to him? Helstonleigh has not been shaken by an earthquake to-night, to swallow him up; and I don't suppose any greedy kite has descended from the skies and carried him off in her talons. You'll make a simpleton of that boy till he's twenty!"
"Except the milk, and he gave me my ha'porth through the winder." "Hurrah!" said Bywater, throwing up his trencher. "It's a clear case of dreams. You dreamt you had a second pair of keys, Ketch, and couldn't get rid of the impression on awaking. Mr. Ketch, D.H., Dreamer-in-chief to Helstonleigh!" Bywater commenced an aggravating dance. Ketch was aggravated sufficiently without it.
Galloway's office, was Mr. Huntley. He had only just arrived at Helstonleigh; had not yet been home; but he explained that he wished to give at once a word of pleasant news to Constance Channing of her father and mother, and, on his way to the Boundaries, was calling on Mr. Galloway. "You will find Miss Channing at my house," said Lady Augusta, after some warm inquiries touching Mr. and Mrs.
It was Hamish Channing who had come to the rescue, suppressing his mirth as he best could while he effected it. "I'll have the law of her!" panted Harper, as he picked up his hat and wig. "If there's justice to be got in Helstonleigh, she shall suffer for this! It's a town's shame to let her go about, molesting peaceable wayfarers, and shaking the life out of them!"
The Right Reverend the Lord Bishop of Helstonleigh, ranking about fifth, by precedence, on the episcopal bench, locked up ignominiously in the cloisters of Helstonleigh, with Ketch the porter, and Jenkins the steward's clerk; likely, so far as appearances might be trusted, to have to pass the night there! The like had never yet been heard of.
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