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Richard Yorke, as the keeper had hinted, was a very handsome lad brown-cheeked, blue eyed, and with rich clustering hair as black as a sloe; but at this moment he did not look prepossessing.
There was something reassuring in the quick, firm step with which he came toward her. She had not given him credit for so much energy. Mrs. Yorke led the way toward her rooms, giving a somewhat highly colored description of the accident, the Doctor following without a word, taking off his gloves as he walked. They reached the door, and Mrs. Yorke flung it open with a flurry.
Nurse Yorke must not blurt out the tidings in her common way! But how to stop her without arousing St. George's curiosity? "Oh, I suppose you've got hold of the advertisement of that sale I told you of," he said, glaring over the top of Max's head. "Why! I've found " the nurse began briskly, but withered under Doctor Taylor's forbidding gaze.
Jenkins's customers, with as little ceremony as Roland Yorke might have used, and went flying towards the cathedral. The bell ceased as he entered. The organ pealed forth; and the dean and chapter, preceded by some of the bedesmen, were entering from the opposite door.
She was going to the missionary meeting." "And you persist in saying that no one came in, after that?" "No one did come in, sir." "Very well. Send Yorke to me." Roland made his appearance, a pen behind his ear, and a ruler in his hand. "More show than work!" sarcastically exclaimed Mr. Galloway. "Now, sir, I have been questioning Mr.
"Do you know that so far as can be ascertained no human being was in the office alone with the letter, except you and I. Were we to shun inquiry, suspicion might fall upon us." Hamish drew himself up haughtily, somewhat after the fashion of Roland Yorke. "What absurdity, Arthur! steal a twenty-pound note!"
That being done, and my eyes beginning to be sore with overmuch writing, I to supper and to bed. 16th. Up betimes and to my office, and there we sat all the morning and dispatched much business, the King, Duke of Yorke, and Sir W. Coventry being gone down to the fleete.
I say, mother, don't be in a hurry! When does he come?" But Lady Augusta apparently was in a hurry, for she did not wait to reply. Roland looked after her, and saw her shaking hands with a gentleman, who was about to enter. "Oh, he's back, is he!" cried unceremonious Roland. "I thought he was dead and buried, and gone to heaven." Shaking hands with Lady Augusta Yorke as she turned out of Mr.
Before the nine days' wonder, which, you know, is said to be the accompaniment of all marvels, had died away, Helstonleigh was fated to be astonished by another piece of news of a different nature the preferment of the Reverend William Yorke.
If he had any experiences of his own, he apparently did not consider it worth while to contribute them just then; though to Slavin and Yorke he was known to be a man who had travelled far and wide. "Ah!" remarked the inspector, a trifle bitterly.
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