His was the best good thing of the night's talk, and the thing that was remembered. He excited himself a good deal over Rectorial Elections. The duties of the Lord Rector and the mode of his election have varied frequently in near five hundred years. In Murray's day, as in my own, the students elected their own Rector, and before Lord Bute's energetic reign, the Rector had little to do, but to make a speech, and give a prize. I vaguely remember proposing the author of Tom Brown long ago: he was not, however, in the running.英文原著 · 《R. F. Murray》
The rector's face grew stern. "Content," he said, "look at me." Content looked. Looking seemed to be the in- stinctive action which distinguished her as an indi- vidual. "Have you a big sister -- Solly?" asked the rector. His face was stern, but his voice faltered. "Yes, sir." "Then -- tell me so." "I have a big sister Solly," said Content. Now she spoke rather wearily, although still sweetly, as if puzzled why she had been disturbed in sleep to be asked such an obvious question. "Where has she been all the time, that we have known nothing about her?" demanded the rector.英文原著 · 《The Copy-Cat》
[SHE hands the braces to MAUD and goes out on to the verandah and hastily away. MAUD, transferring the braces to the RECTOR, goes out, draws HANNIBAL from the casement window, and secures him with the strap. THE RECTOR sits suddenly with the braces in his hands. There is a moment's peace.]英文原著 · 《Four Short Plays》
He came to Princhester an innocent and trustful man. The home life at the old rectory of Otteringham was still his standard of truth and reality. London had not disillusioned him. It was a strange waste of people, it made him feel like a missionary in infidel parts, but it was a kindly waste. It was neither antagonistic nor malicious. He had always felt there that if he searched his Londoner to the bottom, he would find the completest recognition of the old rectory and all its data and implications.英文原著 · 《Soul of a Bishop》
Came a gust of pretty sounds and a flash of bright colour that shamed the rich vestments at hand. Over the shoulder of the rector and quite at the back, appeared Lady Sunderbund resolutely invading the vestry. The rector intercepted her, stood broad with extended arms.英文原著 · 《Soul of a Bishop》
"'Where is she now, dear?' I said, after a little. "'She is gone now,' said Content. "'Gone where?' said I. "And then the child smiled at me again. Edward, what are we going to do? Is she untruthful, or has she too much imagination? I have heard of such a thing as too much imagination, and children telling lies which were not really lies." "So have I," agreed the rector, dryly, "but I never believed in it." The rector started to leave the room. "What are you going to do?" inquired Sally.英文原著 · 《The Copy-Cat》