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"Colonel Merivale, you have made known to your regiment my opinion of them, as expressed in general orders?" The colonel bowed low in acquiescence. "Fitzroy, you have got the memorandum, I hope?" The aide-de-camp here presented to Sir Arthur a slip of paper, which he continued to regard attentively for some minutes. "Captain Powel, Power, I mean. Captain Power!" Power rode out from the line.
Lord Derby's answer was delayed, through no fault of his own, and when in November Howe brought out an edition of his collected speeches and public letters, he took advantage of the opportunity to send presentation copies, with long letters, to Lord John Russell, Lord Derby, Sir E. B. Lytton, Mr Merivale, the permanent under-secretary of the Colonial Office, and to several other men of influence.
I came off the first minute I could. Mr. Smith wasn't able to leave the shop, but Mr. Harding came with me. I've never travelled alone in my life, and I'd have lost my way sure enough without him. Mr. Harding's from Australia, sir," she added, looking at Tom, whom she had identified as Mr. Merivale.
Pauline's words had suddenly torn away the veil which had hidden the meaning of her own conduct from her. "Yes, Rhoda is my niece," she said. "She is my sister Lydia's little girl. What made you guess it?" Pauline was slightly taken aback at this speech of Miss Merivale's. She had not expected her to admit the truth so readily. "Miss Merivale, you must trust me," she said in a low, eager voice.
Resuming his usual confident tones, he desired that a new witness might be called, namely Lady Merivale. At the name Adrien started forward, but it was too late. A lady in black, pale but composed, entered the witness box, and was duly sworn.
The site of this old fair at Merivale Bridge is the more curious, as in its immediate neighbourhood, on the road between Two Bridges and Tavistock, is found the singular-looking granite rock, bearing so remarkable a resemblance to the Egyptian sphynx, in a mutilated state.
I shall even then be in time to dress for Lady Martindale's 'At Home." He did not seek to alter her decision, but sent the boat along with rapid strokes, which broke up the placid water into ripples at each plunge of the oars. Lady Merivale leaned forward and gave a sudden start. "Look, look!" she cried in terror-stricken tones. "What is that?"
Miss Merivale knew London very little, though she had lived near it all her life, and the dreary, respectable streets she drove through after leaving Oxford Street behind her oppressed her even more than Whitechapel had done in her one visit to it with Tom, the year before, to see a loan collection of pictures. Street after street of blank, drab-faced houses dull, unsmiling houses!
They went off together, and Miss Merivale could hear their eager, happy voices as they searched about the wood looking for the violets, just like two children. She leant back in her chair, closing her eyes. For the moment the ache at her heart was stilled. She was hoping that all might yet come right. Rhoda went home that evening feeling like a different creature. Mrs.
"If Aunt Lucy said I might stay longer, she would look so miserable about it I should not like to take her at her word. But I might be spared for a week, I should think. That will be something to look forward to." They reached Woodcote early in the afternoon, and Pauline was soon furnished with an opportunity to plead Rose's cause with Miss Merivale.
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