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"No, no," said the captain, warmly. "Whoever has got it, it isn't Edward Tredgold. I expect the talk about it has leaked out and somebody has slipped in and taken it. I ought to have been more careful." "He started when you said that you had burnt it," persisted Miss Drewitt, unwilling to give up a theory so much to her liking. "You mark my words if his father and Mr. Chalk and that Mr.
You are seedy-looking, and rather dull, and not a bit amusing. But I loves you, and I'll never, never tell." "Run away, Pen," said Miss Tredgold, coming into the room at that moment. "You are tiring Pauline. You should not have talked so loud; your sister is not very strong yet." Mr.
Tredgold glanced at her shrewdly, and, pausing only at the jubilee horse-trough to point out beauties which might easily escape any but a trained observation, walked on in silence until they reached their destination. Except in the matter of window-blinds, Dialstone Lane had not changed for generations, and Mr.
"Tredgold has broke his word before now," he observed; "he's got quite a name for it." "But you would go out if it were not for that?" inquired Tredgold, turning a deaf ear to this remark. "Naturally," said the captain, smiling; "but, then, you see I did." Mr.
The firearms which Stobell had pitched out of the tent the night before lay in the bottom, together with boxes of cartridges from the cabin, a couple of axes, and a pile of clothing, from the top of which Mr. Tredgold, with a sharp exclamation, snatched a somewhat torn coat and waistcoat.
On Sunday morning, therefore, notwithstanding her promises, Pauline was inattentive at lessons. But Miss Tredgold was not inclined to be over-severe. The doctor had said that the child had not only been badly burnt, but had also received a nervous shock. He had further added that the more liberty she was given, and the more fresh air just at present, the better.
Duckett last but one." Mr. Duckett, distrustful of these compliments, cast an agonized glance at the door. "Stobell was a bit rough just now," said Tredgold, with another warning glance at Brisket, "but he didn't like being shipwrecked." Brisket gazed at the door in his turn. He had an uncomfortable feeling that he was being played with. "It's nothing much to like," he said, at last, "but "
"What do you mean by combining business with pleasure?" he said, eyeing him with dull suspicion. "Chalk is set on a trip for the love of it," explained Mr. Tredgold. "If we take on the contract, he ought to pay a bigger share, then," said the other, firmly. "Perhaps he will," said Tredgold, hastily. Mr.
I would far rather have no notice whatever taken of my birthday than be as miserable as I am now." "That child isn't well," said Miss Tredgold to Verena, as Pauline was seen slowly creeping in a subdued sort of way in the direction of the lower shrubbery. "Why is she always stealing off by herself? I have a good mind to call her back and take her for a drive.
She'll want to come." "So will Mrs. Stobell," said that lady's proprietor, "but she won't." "She mustn't hear of it till the last moment," said Tredgold, dictatorially; "the quieter we keep the whole thing the better. You're not to divulge a word of the cruise to anybody. When it does leak out it must be understood we are just going for a little pleasure jaunt.
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