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One Sabbath afternoon, after a specially indigestible sermon which Sister Usher said enthusiastically to Major Garnet ought to be followed by a great awakening as, in fact, it had been Barbara, slim, straight, and fifteen, softly asked her mother to linger behind the parting congregation for Fannie.
Again the speaker lifted his reins and the Parson drew back with a bow to Barbara, when Johanna spoke and the whole group stared after two townward-bound horsemen. "Those are mountain people, right now," said the Parson. "Yes," replied Garnet, "but they're no kin to Enos." He moved on to Halliday's gate. It was the fourteenth of the month.
The Duke took the ladies upstairs to look at the models, and while they were intent upon them and other curiosities, his absence for a moment was unperceived. He ran downstairs and caught Mr. Garnet. 'Mr. Garnet! I think I saw Lady Aphrodite give you her diamonds? 'Yes, your Grace. 'Are they valuable? in a careless tone. 'Hum! pretty stones; very pretty stones, indeed.
Did the Scot lose his life, another would arise in his place, and the suspicions of the authorities awakened, there would be no peace in England for a Catholic." "'Tis even so," said Garnet; "the killing of one man, though he be the King, can scarce better our situation. What then, thou wouldst ask, shall be done to lighten our condition?
The Kafirs know little and care less for all the imposing and elaborate machinery of British rule; the queen on her throne is but a fair and distant dream-woman to them; Sir Garnet himself, that great inkosi, was as nobody in their eyes compared to their own chieftain, their king of hearts, the one white man to whom of their own free will and accord they give the royal salute whenever they see him.
His brilliant eyes, his gaunt hands, his white, deeply-lined forehead, all entered into his speech. I asked him whether he had not recognized Madame Garnet at once when we entered the restaurant that evening more than a week ago. "Mais, certainement! I hear her twice when she sings in the afternoon, and sometimes at night for the last act.
"Have no fear," Garnet answered, kindly, laying a hand upon the other's shoulder; "in that will I be as zealous as though she were a daughter of mine own."
"My dear old man," he shouted, springing at me and seizing my hand in the grip like the bite of a horse. "How are you, old buck? This is good. By Jove, this is fine, what?" He dashed to the door and looked out. "Come on Millie! Pick up the waukeesis. Here's old Garnet, looking just the same as ever. Devilish handsome fellow! You'll be glad you came when you see him. Beats the Zoo hollow!"
"What has happened?" cried the pale youth. "O, John, the best that ever could! What Mother Tombs and I and the Sextons and the Coffins and the Graveses and sco'es o' lovin' friends and relations have been a hopin' faw all this year an' last! Sister March has engaged her hand to Brother Garnet!" "I think I'll lie down," said John, beginning to rise.
He thought it meant impatience. She took an instant more for self-command and then lifted a smile. Too late, he was gone! "Thank you, no," said Miss Garnet at the door of Mrs. Fair's room, refusing to enter. "I rapped only to say good-night." To the question whether she had heard all the poems read she replied, "Not all," with so sweet an irony in her grave smile that Mrs.
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