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Chapter 9 No.9

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had improvised a splint, but feeling, not without relief, that they could do nothing more; feeling also, with depression, that the Lord only knew where the devils had run t

r of horses on a road, it is very far from being the same thing to get a pair of horses across a country). It was, therefore, a very gloomy party that set face for the nearest highway. The intricacies of procedure at each jump need not here be dealt with, but it may be said that a more thankful man than Charles, when he again felt the good macadam under his feet, is not often met with. He would at

he Angel Gabriel I seen flying down to me, I wouldn't be as g

e the funny day when you'll see wings on him!" m

very white, shivering with pain and cold, was lifted on to the car; Christian was told to gallop away home as fast as she could, an

d one of them told me what happened," said

eople had also said disagreeable things as to the nature of the stress that had prompted the marriage. But it was now twenty years since the Mangans had been established at Number Six, The Mall, Cluhir; the Doctor had come in for his father's money as well as his practice, and was respected as "a warm man"; the disagreeable ones had grown old, and people who are both old and disagreeable cannot expect to command a large audience. Mrs. Mangan, on the contrary, was neithe

id the Doctor rapidly, stamping into his wife's room, bringing the wind of

eplied Mrs. Manga

stuffing bandages into his pocket, "but hurry and put hot

and spurs, down to the surge

a hand-and Annie! tell Hannah to have some

Mall, Cluhir's most fash

n fringe; "wasn't it the will of God that I had a headache this morning and couldn't go to Mass! I'

mary of the Doctor's orders. She had no more than achieved what she called her "Sunday dress," a complimentary effort to be equally divided betwe

ng gold watch-chain over her head and festooning it upon her ample bosom

nto an armchair, "when I was crossing the bridge it was. He roared to me to hurry you and Hanna

at I want to know is what sort is this young man that Pappy's bringing i

too! Such beating of his pony as he had when he wouldn't jump for him! Didn't I try an

r father had 'twas the Lord Leftenant was in it! Run away now, Tishy, like a good girl, and get those cloth

. Mrs. Mangan and Hannah had not failed; the soup and the jars were, as the latter authority had pronounced, "as hot as love," similarly passioned was the ardour of the whisky-punch, with which the proceedings had opened. Combined with a subsequent sleeping-draught, it conferred the boon of sleep, and for some hours, at all events, Larry forgot his recently-acquired knowledge of what pain was. But not for many hours. In the long darkness of the wint

perturbed frame of mind, and with indignation a

could not plant myself upon them! It's all most uncomfortab

e house is like! The untidiness! The dirt! Of course they're unspeakably kind, and Dr. Mangan is certainly very clever, and has managed Larry wonderfully," went on Frederica, repenting her of her evil speaking, "and I must say I can't help liking Mrs. Mangan, but the girl--!" Miss Coppinger shut her mouth so tightly that her l

by illness, being not at all to her taste. Lady Isabel came once, with his aunt, and Christian crept shyly in behind them. Christian was wont to be silent in the presence of her elders. That great and admirable maxim, once widely instilled into the young, whose purport is that children should seldom be seen and never heard, had early been accepted by Christian, without resentment, even, as she grew older, with gratitude. Having diffidently taken Larry's listless and pallid paw, she had slipped into t

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