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Updated: June 26, 2025
He was a man of about sixty, with a finely-formed head, more bald than the tonsure would account for, and a remarkably soft, persuasive voice and manner. Had the Order of Jesuits existed at that time, Abbot Bilson might fitly have been the head of it. "His words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn swords."
During the ten minutes or so which immediately followed Theresa Bilson boxed the compass in respect of sensations, the needle, as may be noted, invariably quivering back to the same point namely, righteous anger against Damaris.
As for the criticism of the word laboring, which Bilson lays so much stress upon, these things are evident, 1.
She has very much too much freedom; and little Miss Bilson, though well-meaning, is incapable of coping with a headstrong girl like Damaris. She ought Damaris ought I mean to have been sent to a finishing school for another year at least. She might then have found her level.
Bilson, the proprietor, to threaten her with dismissal unless she gives up your brother," Miss Trotter smiled inwardly at the thought of the card-room incident, "it seems to me you might only precipitate the marriage." Mr. Calton looked utterly blank and hopeless. His reason told him that she was right.
Alice, having just returned from her usual journey to the house, was disposing of the articles which she had brought with her, when the jailer's key grated in the lock, and the door was opened. Lady Marnell looked up, expecting to see her husband, though it was rather before his usual time for visiting her; but on looking up, she saw Abbot Bilson.
June said: "How can you like the scent? Sugar, please, Bilson." Sugar was handed her, and Soames remarked: "This charlottes good!" The charlotte was removed. Long silence followed. Irene, beckoning, said: "Take out the azalea, Bilson. Miss June can't bear the scent." "No; let it stay," said June. Olives from France, with Russian caviare, were placed on little plates.
Bilson that afternoon, but more particularly of the singular change it had effected in him. How nobly and gently he had taken his loss! How much more like a man he looked in his defeat than in his passion! The element of respect which had been wanting in her previous interest in him was now present in her thoughts.
But, I doubt if Miss Bilson, will care to come downstairs at present." "She is with Miss Damaris?" "No, ma'am, Miss Bilson is not with Miss Damaris." Hordle paused impressively, sucking in his under lip.
As nine o'clock struck on the great bell of the Tower, the martyr appeared, led forth between the sheriff and Abbot Bilson. She was clothed in one long white garment, falling from her throat to her feet; and, notwithstanding the inclemency of the weather, her head, arms, and feet were bare. No fastening confined her golden hair, which streamed freely over her shoulders and fell around her.
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