Stories by English Authors: England by Unknown
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a few weeks at Dumbleton in the shooting season. I suppose we are
bound for the same destination?" "Not if you are on your way to the manor," he replied. "I am travelling upon business,--rather troublesome business too,--while you, doubtless, have only pleasure in view." "Just so. I am in the habit of looking forward to this visit as to the brightest three weeks in all the year." "It is a pleasant house," said Mr. Dwerrihouse. "The pleasantest I know." "And Jelf is thoroughly hospitable." "The best and kindest fellow in the world!" "They have invited me to spend Christmas week with them," pursued Mr. Dwerrihouse, after a moment's pause. "And you are coming?" "I cannot tell. It must depend on the issue of this business which I have in hand. You have heard perhaps that we are about to construct a branch line from Blackwater to Stockbridge." I explained that I had been for some months away from England, and had therefore heard nothng of the contemplated improvement. Mr. Dwerrihouse smiled complacently. |
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