Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

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Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 6,366 pages of information about Project Gutenberg Complete Works of Winston Churchill.

None of these upsetting rumours, however, were allowed by Mr. Bascom and other gentlemen close to the Honourable Adam B. Hunt to reach that candidate, who continued to smoke in tranquillity on the porch of his home until the fifteenth day of August.  At eight o’clock that morning the postman brought him a letter marked personal, the handwriting on which he recognized as belonging to the Honourable Hilary Vane.  For some reason, as he read, the sensations of the Honourable Adam were disquieting; the contents of the letter, to say the least, were peculiar.  “To-morrow, at noon precisely, I shall be driving along the Broad Brook road by the abandoned mill—­three miles towards Edmundton from Hull.  I hope you will find it convenient to be there.”

These were the strange words the Honourable Hilary had written, and the Honourable Adam knew that it was an order.  At that very instant Mr. Hunt had been reading in the Guardian the account of an overflow meeting in Newcastle, by his opponent, in which Mr. Crewe had made some particularly choice remarks about him; and had been cheered to the echo.  The Honourable Adam put the paper down, and walked up the street to talk to Mr. Burrows, the postmaster whom, with the aid of Congressman Fairplay, he had had appointed at Edmundton.  The two racked their brains for three hours; and Postmaster Burrows, who was the fortunate possessor of a pass, offered to go down to Ripton in the interest of his liege lord and see what was up.  The Honourable Adam, however, decided that he could wait for twenty-four hours.

The morning of the sixteenth dawned clear, as beautiful a summer’s day for a drive as any man could wish.  But the spirit of the Honourable Adam did not respond to the weather, and he had certain vague forebodings as his horse jogged toward Hull, although these did not take such a definite shape as to make him feel a premonitory pull of his coat-tails.  The ruined mill beside the rushing stream was a picturesque spot, and the figure of the Honourable Hilary Vane, seated on the old millstone, in the green and gold shadows of a beech, gave an interesting touch of life to the landscape.  The Honourable Adam drew up and eyed his friend and associate of many years before addressing him.

“How are you, Hilary?”

“Hitch your horse,” said Mr. Vane.

The Honourable Adam was some time in picking out a convenient tree.  Then he lighted a cigar, and approached Mr. Vane, and at length let himself down, cautiously, on the millstone.  Sitting on his porch had not improved Mr. Hunt’s figure.

“This is kind of mysterious, ain’t it, Hilary?” he remarked, with a tug at his goatee.

“I don’t know but what it is,” admitted Mr. Vane, who did not look as though the coming episode were to give him unqualified joy.

“Fine weather,” remarked the Honourable Adam, with a brave attempt at geniality.

“The paper predicts rain to-morrow,” said the Honourable Hilary.

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