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"Really, gentlemen," he said at length, "I believe you are right; I have been very foolish, and you very kind; but you would excuse my absurdities if you knew their provocation." "My dear sir," said Naylor, "we are bound to believe that you have good cause enough for what you are doing. We have no wish to interfere impertinently.
Naylor bore the shock like a true philosopher, but at home that evening he mildly observed, "My dear, our new ally, Mr. Lennard, is most friendly, most cordial, quite impressively cordial; but do you know I should not like to sign a cheque just now. His cordiality has had distinct effect on my joints, and I wish really that his left hand were lighter.
She ceased to fiddle with her apron, and clasped her two little white hands tightly together. "My child," said Mrs. Naylor, "your object in coming to school is doubtless the best object of all." Ruth raised inquiring eyes. "I mean," said the little old lady, "that you want to learn all you can to gain knowledge and wisdom, to learn goodness and forbearance and long-suffering and charity."
"Mother, forgive me. I did not think of anything but the fact that you have always stood by me through thick and thin." "In all things right, I will stand by you. In whatever is wrong I will be against you. You have fallen into the net of bad company, and you can't mend that trouble you can only run away from it. Take John's advice, and get out of the reach of that Naylor influence."
Half an hour to wait. Gad! He could never go back and face Naylor!... Libel! Why, there wasn't money enough in the world to pay the damages the Athelstones would get against the paper. He'd take just one look at it and then catch the first train for Chicago. Perhaps he could get a job there digging sewers, or selling ribbons in Fields', or start a school of journalism.
"Certainly, I am a Tyroler." "I have to talk English this morning, but I do not like it very much because, also I am half Austrian, and I like it best; but my sister, Christian, is all English. Here is Miss Naylor; she shall be very angry with me." And pointing to the entrance with a rosy-tipped forefinger, she again looked ruefully at Harz.
There was a house-party and, for dinner on the day itself, a local contingent as well: Miss Wall, the Irechesters, Mr. Penrose, and Doctor Mary. Mr. Beaumaroy also had been invited by Mrs. Naylor; she considered him an interesting man and felt pity for the obvious ennui of his situation; but he had not felt able to leave his old friend.
Cousin Teresa followed suit with Miss Naylor, both very solemn, and dancing quite different steps. Harz, went up to Christian. "I can't dance," he said, "that is, I have only danced once, but if you would try with me!" She put her hand on his arm, and they began. She danced, light as a feather, eyes shining, feet flying, her body bent a little forward.
My horse was provokingly fagged . I was ragged by reason of the scrub, and dirty for lack of water: whilst an ill-spelled and ungrammatical order on Naylor of Koolybooka, for £28, was the nearest approach to money in my possession. I had left my cattle-tracks, and was approaching the home-station, when I met Mr. Montgomery himself. I told him my story.
He was often a silent, short-tempered fellow, with a very keen eye for half-crowns, and no information to speak of as to the country which passed daily under his eyes. But there were plenty of exceptions to the rule, of whom Bob Naylor was perhaps the most remarkable example.
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