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"Softly, Haynes!" cried Pierson warningly. "What is this to you?" demanded the turnback hotly. "I am under the impression," replied Pierson, "that this is not a personal matter so much as it is a class affair." But Haynes, feeling that he was almost cornered, became reckless and desperate. "This is a personal matter, Pierson. Stand aside until I knock that cur down."
Pierson, afterwards became part and parcel of the kingdom of which Matthias assumed to be head; and at the breaking up of the kingdom, her little property was merged in the general ruin-or went to enrich those who profited by the loss of others, if any such there were. Mr.
In a few minutes more, this last man disappeared, and Percy Pierson took his place on the forecastle. "So you are a Yank, are you, Mr. Pierson?" said he of that name, looking up to the window at which Christy stood. "Whatever I am, I am in command of a Confederate steamer," replied Christy, laughing. "What is your brother doing, Mr. Percy?"
He selected a hundred young men and twelve young women, the most intelligent of the five hundred self-supporting students at Battle Field. Pierson, having promised to behave himself, was permitted to attend the first lesson. The weather was still cool; but all must hear, and the rooms would hold barely half the brigade. "I assume that you've read the book," began Scarborough.
I'm certain He's not seen everything." A shudder went through Pierson, one of those queer sudden shivers, which come from a strange note in a voice, or a new sharp scent or sight. "My dear, what things you say!" "But He hasn't, and it's time He did. We'd creep, and peep, and see it all for once, as He can't in His churches. Daddy, oh! Daddy!
They received a visit from their mother's brother, John Pierson, a Colonel of Uhlans, in the Imperial- Royal service. He had rarely been in communication with them; his visit was unexpected. His leave of absence from his quarters in Italy was not longer than a month, and he was on his way to Ireland, to settle family business; but he called, as he said, to make acquaintance with his nieces.
Pierson smiled. "My dear," he said, "I think I have!" Some wag, with a bit of chalk, had written the word "Peace" on three successive doors of a little street opposite Buckingham Palace. It caught the eye of Jimmy Fort, limping home to his rooms from a very late discussion at his Club, and twisted his lean shaven lips into a sort of smile.
"No, she's not a child," said Fort stubbornly. Pierson touched the lapel of his new tunic. "Captain Fort, I am going far away from her, and leaving her without protection. I trust to your chivalry not to ask her, till I come back." Fort threw back his head. "No, no, I won't accept that position. With or without your presence the facts will be the same. Either she can love me, or she can't.
As they were parting, Carlo said to him, with a very direct meaning in his eyes, 'Go to the opera tonight. 'Yes, I suppose so, the Englishman answered, and digested the look and the recommendation subsequently. Lieutenant Pierson had ridden off. The war-machine was in motion from end to end: the field of flowers was a streaming flood; regiment by regiment, the crash of bands went by.
And quite deliberately he crossed the road, and stood looking in at the window, with the morbid hope that from this unfriendly one he might hear truth. She was in her shop, and came to the door. "Have you any news of your husband, Mrs. Cherry?" "No, Mr. Pierson, I 'ave not; not this week." "He hasn't gone out yet?" "No, Mr. Pierson; 'e 'as not."
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