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CHAPTER VII.—THE LITTLE CHURCH IN THE COULEE.,"She is out," says Lady Rodney, in a compressed tone.,For a moment or two after he had read the message all Bob could think of was that there was a long procession of boring days to be met. It would have been a lot easier if Jerry King had been more of a chum and less of a grouch. But orders were orders and it was up to him to obey. He stuck the telegram in his pocket and set off to find Jerry, if that was possible. Jerry had a way of disappearing, only to show up at meal times.,“What’s the trouble, dear? What were you afraid of?” she enquired, as she raised him to his feet.,Of owning a superb estate,,"No," Hinter answered. "She didn't anchor off here; water's too shallow. She anchored off Gibson's Grove, five miles up the point. She's on her way back to Cleveland by now.","Why no, Mr. Maurice, I can't say as I did.",“Not yet,” answered John.,On the day before Christmas, big, soft snowflakes drifted slowly down from a lowering gray sky. The snow melted as soon as it fell, and from the sea a raw, wet wind came whining in; but there might have been worse weather, and Johnny Blossom, at any rate, was well content. He was going out to distribute his presents today. It was so pleasant to take them himself to the different persons.,So, at least, the wise report—,"I aim to call her Lou," he said hesitatingly. "That is if you don't mind.","O—oh," responded the girl, her face suddenly alight. "That is splendid. You know he's the most severe critic we have, but we all adore his work." Then she added as an afterthought: "He's tremendously popular with the men. He studied here, you know.".