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Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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now managed to reach her husbands room, and to sit with himfor several hours daily. About three weeks subsequent to the farmers attack, his daughterwent to Higham by the morning coach, to see her cousin, Mrs. Grame.As she entered the passage of the house, the office was on her rightsand Mr. Grame was there, stamping letters. He had succeeded tothe postmastership when his father died. Anne waited a moment^thinking he might see her, and she observed that his eyes were red>and his hands shaking. Good morning, Walter, she said. * Is Selina upstairs ? The postmaster looked up. What, is it you, Anne ? You havejust come, I suppose. How is your father? He is better, but gains no strength, and does not get up. Thisis the first day he has seemed sufficiently comfortable for me to leavehim, or I should have been in to see Selina before. And I have been so bothered with one thing or other that I havenot had a minutes leisure to ride over. What tales that, aboutLedbitter having saved his l*e ?
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The Mail-Cart Robbery» 513 He certainly did save it. My father must have been dead beforethe surgeon came, had it not been for John Ledbitter. He appliedthe necessary remedies, and bled him, as handily and effectually asMr. Jelf could have done. Ah, women are easily frightened, carelessly repeated the post-master. We heard that you came across Ledbitter as you wererunning into Layton for Jelf. It was so. Well, then I must tell you, Anne, that I contradicted that report.For I never could have believed you would permit yourself to holdspeech with the man, still less admit him inside the house. Not to save my father ? returned Anne. ** I would use anymeans, any instrument, when his life was at stake. * You did not know it would save his life, persisted Mr. Grame.* I am astonished at your imprudence, Anne. My father was dying for want of assistance, she retorted, warmly.• I am thankful that Providence threw even John Ledbitter in myway to render it. Providence ? sarcastically ejaculate

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