Read online or download a free book: Oakshott Castle, By Granby Dixon, Ed. [Or Rather Written] By H. Kingsley
Publisher: General Books LLC (4 Feb. 2012)
By: Henry Kingsley (Author)
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876. Excerpt: ... accomplish this, I shall not come near London, but give all my time up to writing an epic poem, on a subject which I have not selected yet, and with which I am totally unacquainted.' So he left Lord Hainault, and was caught up by his hostesses. 'Me darling,' said Lady Kathleen, ' see to this.' It was a cheque for 5,000. 'See,' said Lady Nora, 'we can pay you your money back, and God's blessing with it. Our aunt Lady Lock Ree is dead, and we can pay ye.' 'Take back the money, dear ladies, and put it in the soil again. Use it in clearing the Shannon of those weirs, and it will pay ten times over.' 'You are not such a fool as they make you out, at all, at all,' said Lady Kathleen. 'We will have to spend it in law, though, but we will help to redeem a county.' CHAPTER LII. CONCLUSION. Dickie and Dixie tried their place at Shepperton, and stayed there for a year: then they fled: and where should they fly to but to Oakshott, with the new-born baby in Dixie's arms. They could not stand Shepperton at all. Dreghorn Castle, the most unutterably melancholy place I know, was nothing to Shepperton. At Dreghorn Castle you can see the lights of Edinburgh, but at Shepperton you could see nothing at all: still Dreghorn is distinctly suicidal. What a change from Shepperton to Oakshott! Fires in every room lighting up the Castle, and' a fire in the hall, which, when the door was opened, answered the lighthouse on the Needles. Mrs. Prout in lavender silk at the door, to catch the baby out of the gale of wind which periodically blows at Oakshott: Oakshott himself before the fire with Granby Dixon. 'My dears,' said Lord Oakshott, 'I knew that you would come to me sooner or later. I knew that you would never stand that place. When I got your letter, Dickie, I made all ready for...
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