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9 | None | "But who is this? thought he, a demon vile. With wicked meaning and a vulgar style; Hammond they call him--they can give the name Of man to devils. Why am I so tame? Why crush I not the viper? Fear replied, Watch him a while, and let his strength be tried." CRABBE.
THE next morning, after breakfast, the bank... | {
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1 | None | "My genius spreads her wing, And flies where Britain courts the western spring.
* * * * * Pride in their port, defiance in their eye, I see the lords of human kind pass by, Intent on high designs." -GOLDSMITH.
I HAVE no respect for the Englishman who re-enters London after long residence abroad wit... | {
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2 | None | "Je trouve que c'est une folie de vouloir etudier le monde en simple spectateur. * * * Dans l'ecole du monde, comme dans cette de l'amour, il faut commencer par pratiquer cc qu'on veut apprendre." *--ROUSSEAU.
* I find that it is a folly to wish to study the world like a simple spectator. * * * In the school... | {
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3 | None | "And crowds commencing mere vexation, Retirement sent its invitation." --SHENSTONE.
THE tench, no doubt, considers the pond in which he lives as the Great World. There is no place, however stagnant, which is not the great world to the creatures that move about, in it. People who have lived all their lives in a vil... | {
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4 | None | "/Lucian. / He that is born to be a man neither should nor can be anything nobler, greater, and better than a man. " /Peregrine. / But, good Lucian, for the very reason that he may not become less than a man, he should be always striving to be more." --WIELAND'S /Peregrinus Proteus/.
IT was two years fr... | {
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5 | None | "Quid tam dextro pede concipis ut te, Conatus non poeniteat, votique peracti?" *--JUV.
* What, under such happy auspices do you conceive that you may not repent of your endeavour and accomplished wish?
"YES," said De Montaigne, "in my way I also am fulfilling my destiny. I am a member of the /Chambre des Deputes... | {
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6 | None | "When with much pains this boasted learning's got, 'Tis an affront to those who have it not." CHURCHILL: /The Author/.
THERE was something in De Montaigne's conversation, which, without actual flattery, reconciled Maltravers to himself and his career. It served less, perhaps, to excite than to sober and brace his ... | {
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7 | None | "Being got out of town, the first thing I did was to give my mule her head." --/Gil Blas/.
ALTHOUGH the character of Maltravers was gradually becoming more hard and severe,--although as his reason grew more muscular, his imagination lost something of its early bloom, and he was already very different from the wild... | {
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8 | None | "It is the soul that sees. The outward eyes Present the object, but the mind descries; And thence delight, disgust, or cool indifference rise. "CRABBE.
WHEN Maltravers entered the enormous saloon, hung with damask, and decorated with the ponderous enrichments and furniture of the time of Louis XIV. (that most s... | {
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9 | None | "Whence that low voice, a whisper from the heart, That told of days long past?" --WORDSWORTH.
ERNEST stayed several days at Lord Doningdale's, and every day he rode out with Valerie, but it was with a large party; and every evening he conversed with her, but the whole world might have overheard what they said. In ... | {
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10 | None | "If I should meet thee After long years, How shall I greet thee?" --BYRON.
IT was a smaller party than usual the next day, consisting only of Lord Doningdale, his son George Herbert, Valerie and Ernest. They were returning from the ruins, and the sun, now gradually approaching the west, threw its slant rays ove... | {
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11 | None | "Strange fits of passion I have known. And I will dare to tell." --WORDSWORTH. " * * * * * The food of hope Is meditated action." --WORDSWORTH.
MALTRAVERS left Doningdale the next day. He had no further conversation with Valerie; but when he took leave of her, she placed in his hand a letter, which he read... | {
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12 | None | "In effect he entered my apartment." --/Gil Blas/. " 'I am surprised,' said he, 'at the caprice of Fortune, who sometimes delights in loading an execrable author with favours, whilst she leaves good writers to perish for want.'" --/Gil Blas/.
IT was just twelve months after his last interview with Valerie... | {
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13 | None | "Tell me, sir, Have you cast up your state, rated your land, And find it able to endure the charge?" /The Noble Gentleman/.
By degrees, as Maltravers sobered down from the first shock of that unexpected meeting, and from the prolonged disappointment that followed it, he became sensible of a strange kind of happ... | {
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1 | None | "L'adresse et l'artifice out passe dans mon coeur; Qu'ou a sous cet habit et d'esprit et de ruse." *--REGNARD.
* Subtility and craft have taken possession of my heart; but under this habit one exhibits both shrewdness and wit.
IT was a fine morning in July, when a gentleman who had arrived in town the night befo... | {
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2 | None | "/Dauph. / Sir, I must speak to you. I have been long your despised kinsman. " /Morose. / Oh, what thou wilt, nephew." --EPICENE.
"Her silence is dowry eno'--exceedingly soft spoken; thrifty of her speech, that spends but six words a day." --/Ibid. / THE coach dropped Mr. Ferrers at the gate of a villa ab... | {
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3 | None | "The pride too of her step, as light Along the unconscious earth she went, Seemed that of one born with a right To walk some heavenlier element." /Loves of the Angels. / "Can it be That these fine impulses, these lofty thoughts Burning with their own beauty, are but given To make me the low... | {
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4 | None | "In mea vesanas habui dispendia vires, Et valui poenas fortis in ipse meas." *--OVID.
* I had the strength of a madman to my own cost, and employed that strength in my own punishment.
"Then might my breast be read within, A thousand volumes would be written there." EARL OF STIRLING.
ERNEST MALTRAVERS was at... | {
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5 | None | "Our list of nobles next let Amri grace." /Absalom and Achitophel.
"Sine me vacivum tempus ne quod dem mihi Laboris." *--TER.
* Suffer me to employ my spare time in some kind of labour.
"I CAN'T think," said one of a group of young men, loitering by the steps of a clubhouse in St. James's Street--"I can't think w... | {
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6 | None | * * * * "Le brillant de votre esprit donne un si grand eclat a votre teint et a vos yeux, que quoiqu'il semble que l'esprit ne doit toucher que les oreilles, il est pourtaut certain que la votre eblouit les yeux." * /Lettres de Madame de Sevigne/.
* The brilliancy of your wit gives so grea... | {
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1 | None | "Deceit is the strong but subtle chain which runs through all the members of a society, and links them together; trick or be tricked is the alternative; 'tis the way of the world, and without it intercourse would drop." /Anonymous writer/ of 1722.
"A lovely child she was, of looks serene, And motions whic... | {
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2 | None | "Well, but this is being only an official nobleman. No matter, 'tis still being a nobleman, and that's his aim." /Anonymous writer of 1772/.
"La musique est le seul des talens qui jouissent de lui-meme; tons les autres veulent des temoins." *--MARMONTEL.
* Music is the sole talent which gives pleasure of itse... | {
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3 | None | "/Lauzun. /--There, Marquis, there, I've done it. /Montespan. /--Done it! yes! Nice doings!" /The Duchess de la Valliere/.
LUMLEY hastened to strike while the iron was hot. The next morning he went straight to the Treasury--saw the managing secretary, a clever, sharp man, who, like Ferrers, carried off intrigue and m... | {
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4 | None | "Je connois des princes du sang, des princes etrangers, des grands seigneurs, des ministres d'etat, des magistrats, et des philosophes qui fileroient pour l'amour de vous. En pouvez-vous demander davantage?" * /Lettres de Madame de Sevigne/ * I know princes of the blood, foreign princes, great ... | {
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5 | None | "She was a phantom of delight, When first she gleamed upon my sight: A lovely apparition sent To be a moment's ornament." --WORDSWORTH.
MALTRAVERS did not see Lady Florence again for some weeks; meanwhile, Lumley Ferrers made his /debut/ in parliament. Rigidly adhering to his plan of acting on a deliberate s... | {
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1 | None | "Notitiam primosque gradus vicinia fecit." *--OVID.
* Neighbourhood caused the acquaintance and first introduction.
CLEVELAND'S villa /was/ full, and of persons usually called agreeable. Amongst the rest was Lady Florence Lascelles. The wise old man had ever counselled Maltravers not to marry too young; but neither... | {
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2 | None | "Idem velle, et idem nolle, ea demum firma amicitia est."* SALLUST.
*To will the same thing and not to will the same thing, that at length is firm friendship. " /Carlos. / That letter. /Princess Eboli. / Oh, I shall die. Return it instantly." SCHILLER: /Don Carlos/.
IT seemed as if the compact M... | {
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3 | None | "A hundred fathers would in my situation tell you that, as you are of noble extraction, you should marry a nobleman. But I do not say so. I will not sacrifice my child to any prejudice." KOTZEBUE. /Lover's Vows/.
"Take heed, my lord; the welfare of us all Hangs on the cutting short that fraudful man." SHAKSP... | {
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4 | None | "A slippery and subtle knave; a finder out of occasions, that has an eye can stamp and counterfeit advantages." --/Othello/.
"Knavery's plain face is never seen till used." -/-Ibid. / "You see, my dear Lumley," said Lord Saxingham, as the next day the two kinsmen were on their way to London in the earl's chariot,... | {
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5 | None | "And then my lord has much that he would state All good to you." --CRABBE: /Tales of the Heart/.
LORD VARGRAVE was sitting alone in his library, with his account-books before him. Carefully did he cast up the various sums which, invested in various speculations, swelled his income. The result seemed satisfactory--... | {
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6 | None | "Fair encounter Of two most rare affections." --/Tempest/.
MEANWHILE the betrothed were on their road to London. The balmy and serene beauty of the day had induced them to perform the short journey on horseback. It is somewhere said, that lovers are never so handsome as in each other's company, and neither Florenc... | {
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7 | None | "/Don John. / How canst thou cross this marriage? " /Borachio. / Not honestly, my lord; but so covertly, that no dishonesty shall appear in me, my lord." --/Much Ado about Nothing/.
FERRERS and Cesarini were both sitting over their wine, and both had sunk into silence, for they had only one subject in common,... | {
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8 | None | "Aestuat ingens Imo in corde pudor, mixtoque insania luctu, Et furiis agitatus amor, et conscia virtus." *--VIRGIL.
* Deep in her inmost heart is stirred the immense shame, and madness with commingled grief, and love agitated by rage, and conscious virtue.
THE next day, punctual to his appointment, Cesarini r... | {
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9 | None | "And now I live--O wherefore do I live? And with that pang I prayed to be no more." WORDSWORTH.
IT was about nine o'clock that evening, and Maltravers was alone in his room. His carriage was at the door--his servants were arranging the luggage--he was going that night to Burleigh. London--society-the world--were grow... | {
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1 | None | * * * "There the action lies In its true nature * * * * * * * What then? What rests? Try what repentance can!" --/Hamlet/.
"I doubt he will be dead or ere I come." --/King John/.
IT was a fine afternoon in December, when Lumley Ferrers turned from Lord Saxingham's door. The knockers were muffled--t... | {
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2 | None | "O world, thou wast the forest to this hart, * * * * * Dost thou here lie?" --/Julius Caesar/.
AS Lumley leapt from his horse at his uncle's door, the disorder and bustle of those demesnes, in which the severe eye of the master usually preserved a repose and silence as complete as if the affairs of life... | {
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3 | None | "Hopes and fears Start up alarmed, and o'er life's narrow verge Look down--on what? --a fathomless abyss." --YOUNG.
"Contempt, farewell, and maiden pride, adieu!" /Much Ado about Nothing/.
THE wound which Maltravers had received was peculiarly severe and rankling. It is true that he had never been what is cal... | {
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4 | None | "Oh, stop this headlong current of your goodness; It comes too fast upon a feeble soul." DRYDEN: /Sebastian and Doras/.
THE smooth physician had paid his evening visit; Lord Saxingham had gone to a cabinet dinner, for Life must ever walk side by side with Death: and Lady Florence Lascelles was alone. It was a room... | {
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5 | None | "Erichtho, then, Breathes her dire murmurs, which enforce him bear Her baneful secrets to the spirits of horror." --MARLOWE.
WITH a heavy step Maltravers ascended the stairs of his lonely house that night, and heavily, with a suppressed groan, did he sink upon the first chair that proffered rest.
It was inten... | {
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6 | None | "On some fond breast the parting soul relies." --GRAY.
NOT a day passed in which Maltravers was absent from the side of Florence. He came early, he went late. He subsided into his former character of an accepted suitor, without a word of explanation with Lord Saxingham. That task was left to Florence. She doubtless p... | {
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7 | None | "Away, my friends, why take such pains to know What some brave marble soon in church shall show?" CRABBE.
IT may seem strange, but Maltravers had never loved Lady Florence as he did now. Was it the perversity of human nature that makes the things of mortality dearer to us in proportion as they fade from our hopes,... | {
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8 | None | * * * * "Is this the promised end?" --/Lear/.
IT was two hours after that scene before Maltravers left the house. It was then just on the stroke of the first hour of morning. To him, while he walked through the streets, and the sharp winds howled on his path, it was as if a strange and wizard life had passed into... | {
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1 | None | SIR PETER CHILLINGLY, of Exmundham, Baronet, F.R.S. and F.A.S., was the representative of an ancient family, and a landed proprietor of some importance. He had married young; not from any ardent inclination for the connubial state, but in compliance with the request of his parents. They took the pains to select his bri... | {
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2 | None | A FAMILY council was held at Exmundham Hall to deliberate on the name by which this remarkable infant should be admitted into the Christian community. The junior branches of that ancient house consisted, first, of the obnoxious heir-at-law--a Scotch branch named Chillingly Gordon. He was the widowed father of one son, ... | {
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3 | None | SIR PETER stood on his hearthstone, surveyed the guests seated in semicircle, and said: "Friends,--in Parliament, before anything affecting the fate of a Bill is discussed, it is, I believe, necessary to introduce the Bill." He paused a moment, rang the bell, and said to the servant who entered, "Tell Nurse to bring in... | {
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4 | None | "I AGREE with Mr. Shandy," said Sir Peter, resuming his stand on the hearthstone, "that among the responsibilities of a parent the choice of the name which his child is to bear for life is one of the gravest. And this is especially so with those who belong to the order of baronets. In the case of a peer his Christian n... | {
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5 | None | BEFORE his relations dispersed, Sir Peter summoned Mr. Gordon into his library.
"Cousin," said he, kindly, "I do not blame you for the want of family affection, or even of humane interest, which you exhibit towards the New-born."
"Blame me, Cousin Peter! I should think not. I exhibit as much family affection and hu... | {
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6 | None | DESPITE the sinister semi-predictions of the /ci-devant/ heir-at-law, the youthful Chillingly passed with safety, and indeed with dignity, through the infant stages of existence. He took his measles and whooping-cough with philosophical equanimity. He gradually acquired the use of speech, but he did not too lavishly ex... | {
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7 | None | SIR PETER ordered his carriage and drove to the house of the stout parson. That doughty ecclesiastic held a family living a few miles distant from the Hall, and was the only one of the cousins with whom Sir Peter habitually communed on his domestic affairs.
He found the Parson in his study, which exhibited tastes oth... | {
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8 | None | THE youthful confuter of Locke was despatched to Merton School, and ranked, according to his merits, as lag of the penultimate form. When he came home for the Christmas holidays he was more saturnine than ever; in fact, his countenance bore the impression of some absorbing grief. He said, however, that he liked school ... | {
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9 | None | ON the evening of the third day from the arrival of Mr. Mivers, he, the Parson, and Sir Peter were seated in the host's parlour, the Parson in an armchair by the ingle, smoking a short cutty-pipe; Mivers at length on the couch, slowly inhaling the perfumes of one of his own choice /trabucos/. Sir Peter never smoked. Th... | {
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10 | None | MR. WELBY arrived, and pleased everybody. A man of the happiest manners, easy and courteous. There was no pedantry in him, yet you could soon see that his reading covered an extensive surface, and here and there had dived deeply. He enchanted the Parson by his comments on Saint Chrysostom; he dazzled Sir Peter with his... | {
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11 | None | KENELM remained a year and a half with this distinguished preceptor. During that time he learned much in book-lore; he saw much, too, of the eminent men of the day, in literature, the law, and the senate. He saw, also, a good deal of the fashionable world. Fine ladies, who had been friends of his mother in her youth, t... | {
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12 | None | THERE had been great festivities at Exmundham, in celebration of the honour bestowed upon the world by the fact that Kenelm Chillingly had lived twenty-one years in it.
The young heir had made a speech to the assembled tenants and other admitted revellers, which had by no means added to the exhilaration of the procee... | {
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13 | None | THE morning after these birthday rejoicings, Sir Peter and Lady Chillingly held a long consultation on the peculiarities of their heir, and the best mode of instilling into his mind the expediency either of entertaining more pleasing views, or at least of professing less unpopular sentiments; compatibly of course, thou... | {
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14 | None | THE young man continued to skirt the side of the stream until he reached the boundary pale of the park. Here, placed on a rough grass mound, some former proprietor, of a social temperament, had built a kind of belvidere, so as to command a cheerful view of the high road below. Mechanically the heir of the Chillinglys a... | {
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15 | None | KENELM retraced his steps homeward under the shade of his "old hereditary trees." One might have thought his path along the greenswards, and by the side of the babbling rivulet, was pleasanter and more conducive to peaceful thoughts than the broad, dusty thoroughfare along which plodded the wanderer he had quitted. But... | {
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1 | None | KENELM CHILLINGLY had quitted the paternal home at daybreak before any of the household was astir. "Unquestionably," said he, as he walked along the solitary lanes,--"unquestionably I begin the world as poets begin poetry, an imitator and a plagiarist. I am imitating an itinerant verse-maker, as, no doubt, he began by ... | {
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2 | None | ABOUT nine o'clock Kenelm entered a town some twelve miles distant from his father's house, and towards which he had designedly made his way, because in that town he was scarcely if at all known by sight, and he might there make the purchases he required without attracting any marked observation. He had selected for hi... | {
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3 | None | "NOW, young sir," said Kenelm, in a tone calm, but peremptory,--"now we are in the town, where am I to take you? and wherever it be, there to say good-by."
"No, not good-by. Stay with me a little bit. I begin to feel frightened, and I am so friendless;" and the boy, who had before resented the slightest nudge on the ... | {
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4 | None | KENELM took his way to the theatre, and inquired of the door-keeper for Mr. Herbert Compton. That functionary replied, "Mr. Compton does not act to-night, and is not in the house."
"Where does he lodge?"
The door-keeper pointed to a grocer's shop on the other side of the way, and said tersely, "There, private door;... | {
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5 | None | "I HAVE fulfilled my mission," said Kenelm, on rejoining his travelling companion. "Mr. Compton said he would be here in half an hour."
"You saw him?"
"Of course: I promised to give your letter into his own hands."
"Was he alone?"
"No; at supper with his wife."
"His wife! what do you mean, sir? --wife! he has... | {
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6 | None | AS Kenelm regained the street dignified by the edifice of the Temperance Hotel, a figure, dressed picturesquely in a Spanish cloak, brushed hurriedly by him, but not so fast as to be unrecognized as the tragedian. "Hem!" muttered Kenelm, "I don't think there is much triumph in that face. I suspect he has been scolded."... | {
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7 | None | KENELM CHILLINGLY rose with the sun, according to his usual custom, and took his way to the Temperance Hotel. All in that sober building seemed still in the arms of Morpheus. He turned towards the stables in which he had left the gray cob, and had the pleasure to see that ill-used animal in the healthful process of rub... | {
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8 | None | "BY the powers that guard innocence and celibacy," soliloquized Kenelm Chillingly, "but I have had a narrow escape! and had that amphibious creature been in girl's clothes instead of boy's, when she intervened like the deity of the ancient drama, I might have plunged my armorial Fishes into hot water. Though, indeed, i... | {
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9 | None | IT was a pretty, quaint farmhouse, such as might well go with two or three hundred acres of tolerably good land, tolerably well farmed by an active old-fashioned tenant, who, though he did not use mowing-machines nor steam-ploughs nor dabble in chemical experiments, still brought an adequate capital to his land and mad... | {
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10 | None | THE next day the hay-mowing was completed, and a large portion of the hay already made carted away to be stacked. Kenelm acquitted himself with a credit not less praiseworthy than had previously won Mr. Saunderson's approbation. But instead of rejecting as before the acquaintance of Miss Jessie Wiles, he contrived towa... | {
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11 | None | "AND now," said Kenelm, as the two young persons, having finished their simple repast, sat under the thorn-trees and by the side of the water, fringed at that part with tall reeds through which the light summer breeze stirred with a pleasant murmur, "now I will talk to you about Tom Bowles. Is it true that you don't li... | {
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12 | None | KENELM spoke no more to his new friend in the hayfields; but when the day's work was over he looked round for the farmer to make an excuse for not immediately joining the family supper. However, he did not see either Mr. Saunderson or his son. Both were busied in the stackyard. Well pleased to escape excuse and the que... | {
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13 | None | KENELM knocked at the cottage door; a voice said faintly, "Come in."
He stooped his head, and stepped over the threshold.
Since his encounter with Tom Bowles his sympathies had gone with that unfortunate lover: it is natural to like a man after you have beaten him; and he was by no means predisposed to favour Jessi... | {
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14 | None | KENELM rose betimes the next morning somewhat stiff and uneasy, but sufficiently recovered to feel ravenous. Fortunately, one of the young ladies, who attended specially to the dairy, was already up, and supplied the starving hero with a vast bowl of bread and milk. He then strolled into the hayfield, in which there wa... | {
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15 | None | KENELM now bent his way towards the parsonage, but just as he neared its glebe-lands he met a gentleman whose dress was so evidently clerical that he stopped and said,-- "Have I the honour to address Mr. Lethbridge?"
"That is my name," said the clergyman, smiling pleasantly. "Anything I can do for you?"
"Yes, a gr... | {
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16 | None | AFTER the family dinner, at which the farmer's guest displayed more than his usual powers of appetite, Kenelm followed his host towards the stackyard, and said,-- "My dear Mr. Saunderson, though you have no longer any work for me to do, and I ought not to trespass further on your hospitality, yet if I might stay with ... | {
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17 | None | SAID Kenelm, at last breaking silence-- "'Rapiamus, amici, Occasionem de die, dumque virent genua, Et decet, obducta solvatur fronte senectus!'"
"Is not that quotation from Horace?" asked the minstrel.
"Yes; and I made it insidiously, in order to see if you had not acquired what is called a cl... | {
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18 | None | IN his room, solitary and brooding, sat the defeated hero of a hundred fights. It was now twilight; but the shutters had been partially closed all day, in order to exclude the sun, which had never before been unwelcome to Tom Bowles, and they still remained so, making the twilight doubly twilight, till the harvest moon... | {
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19 | None | KENELM CHILLINGLY drew a chair close to his antagonist's, and silently laid a hand on his.
Tom Bowles took up the hand in both his own, turned it curiously towards the moonlight, gazed at it, poised it, then with a sound between groan and laugh tossed it away as a thing hostile but trivial, rose and locked the door, ... | {
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20 | None | WHEN, some time after, Kenelm quitted the room and joined Mrs. Bowles below, he said cheerily, "All right; Tom and I are sworn friends. We are going together to Luscombe the day after to-morrow,--Sunday; just write a line to his uncle to prepare him for Tom's visit, and send thither his clothes, as we shall walk, and s... | {
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21 | None | MR. SAUNDERSON and Kenelm sat in the arbour: the former sipping his grog and smoking his pipe; the latter looking forth into the summer night skies with an earnest yet abstracted gaze, as if he were trying to count the stars in the Milky Way.
"Ha!" said Mr. Saunderson, who was concluding an argument; "you see it now,... | {
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1 | None | IT is somewhat more than a year and a half since Kenelm Chillingly left England, and the scene now is in London, during that earlier and more sociable season which precedes the Easter holidays,--season in which the charm of intellectual companionship is not yet withered away in the heated atmosphere of crowded rooms,--... | {
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2 | None | "I AM glad to see you once more in the world," said Lady Glenalvon; "and I trust that you are now prepared to take that part in it which ought to be no mean one if you do justice to your talents and your nature."
KENELM. --"When you go to the theatre, and see one of the pieces which appear now to be the fashion, whic... | {
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3 | None | THE rooms were now full,--not overcrowded, but full,--and it was rarely even in that house that so many distinguished persons were collected together. A young man thus honoured by so /grande/ a dame as Lady Glenalvon could not but be cordially welcomed by all to whom she presented him, Ministers and Parliamentary leade... | {
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4 | None | Mr. CHILLINGLY MIVERS never gave a dinner at his own rooms. When he did give a dinner it was at Greenwich or Richmond. But he gave breakfast-parties pretty often, and they were considered pleasant. He had handsome bachelor apartments in Grosvenor Street, daintily furnished, with a prevalent air of exquisite neatness, a... | {
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5 | None | KENELM entered the room. The young cousins were introduced, shook hands, receded a step, and gazed at each other. It is scarcely possible to conceive a greater contrast outwardly than that between the two Chillingly representatives of the rising generation. Each was silently impressed by the sense of that contrast. Eac... | {
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6 | None | CHILLINGLY GORDON did not fail to confirm his acquaintance with Kenelm. He very often looked in upon him of a morning, sometimes joined him in his afternoon rides, introduced him to men of his own set who were mostly busy members of Parliament, rising barristers, or political journalists, but not without a proportion o... | {
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7 | None | KENELM CHILLINGLY did not exaggerate the social position he had acquired when he classed himself amongst the lions of the fashionable world. I dare not count the number of three-cornered notes showered upon him by the fine ladies who grow romantic upon any kind of celebrity; or the carefully sealed envelopes, containin... | {
"id": "7653"
} |
8 | None | WE often form cordial intimacies in the confined society of a country house, or a quiet watering-place, or a small Continental town, which fade away into remote acquaintanceship in the mighty vortex of London life, neither party being to blame for the estrangement. It was so with Leopold Travers and Kenelm Chillingly. ... | {
"id": "7653"
} |
9 | None | IT is nearly a week since Kenelm had met Cecilia, and he is sitting in his rooms with Lord Thetford at that hour of three in the afternoon which is found the most difficult to dispose of by idlers about town. Amongst young men of his own age and class with whom Kenelm assorted in the fashionable world, perhaps the one ... | {
"id": "7653"
} |
10 | None | KENELM turned from the sight of Punch and Punch's friend the cur, as his servant, entering, said a person from the country, who would not give his name, asked to see him.
Thinking it might be some message from his father, Kenelm ordered the stranger to be admitted, and in another minute there entered a young man of h... | {
"id": "7653"
} |
1 | None | TWO days after the interview recorded in the last chapter of the previous Book, Travers, chancing to call at Kenelm's lodgings, was told by his servant that Mr. Chillingly had left London, alone, and had given no orders as to forwarding letters. The servant did not know where he had gone, or when he would return.
Tra... | {
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2 | None | ON entering the main street of the pretty town, the name of Somers, in gilt capitals, was sufficiently conspicuous over the door of a very imposing shop. It boasted two plate-glass windows, at one of which were tastefully exhibited various articles of fine stationery, embroidery patterns, etc.; at the other, no less ta... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
3 | None | A SMART pony-phaeton, with a box for a driver in livery equally smart, stood at the shop-door.
"Now, Mr. Chillingly," said Mrs. Braefield, "it is my turn to run away with you; get in!"
"Eh!" murmured Kenelm, gazing at her with large dreamy eyes. "Is it possible?"
"Quite possible; get in. Coachman, home! Yes, Mr. ... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
4 | None | THE children have come,--some thirty of them, pretty as English children generally are, happy in the joy of the summer sunshine, and the flower lawns, and the feast under cover of an awning suspended between chestnut-trees, and carpeted with sward.
No doubt Kenelm held his own at the banquet, and did his best to incr... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
5 | None | FROM this state, half comatose, half unconscious, Kenelm was roused slowly, reluctantly. Something struck softly on his cheek,--again a little less softly; he opened his eyes, they fell first upon two tiny rosebuds, which, on striking his face, had fallen on his breast; and then looking up, he saw before him, in an ope... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
6 | None | KENELM walked into the shop kept by the Somerses, and found Jessie still at the counter. "Give me back my knap sack. Thank you," he said, flinging the knapsack across his shoulders. "Now, do me a favour. A portmanteau of mine ought to be at the station. Send for it, and keep it till I give further directions. I think o... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
7 | None | KENELM might have reached Oxford that night, for he was a rapid and untirable pedestrian; but he halted a little after the moon rose, and laid himself down to rest beneath a new-mown haystack, not very far from the high road.
He did not sleep. Meditatingly propped on his elbow, he said to himself,-- "It is long sinc... | {
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} |
8 | None | THE next morning Kenelm arrived at Oxford,--"Verum secretumque Mouseion."
If there be a place in this busy island which may distract the passion of youth from love to scholarship, to Ritualism, to mediaeval associations, to that sort of poetical sentiment or poetical fanaticism which a Mivers and a Welby and an advoc... | {
"id": "7654"
} |
9 | None | ON quitting Oxford, Kenelm wandered for several days about the country, advancing to no definite goal, meeting with no noticeable adventure. At last he found himself mechanically retracing his steps. A magnetic influence he could not resist drew him back towards the grassy meads and the sparkling rill of Moleswich.
"... | {
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} |
1 | None | KENELM did not return home till dusk, and just as he was sitting down to his solitary meal there was a ring at the bell, and Mrs. Jones ushered in Mr. Thomas Bowles.
Though that gentleman had never written to announce the day of his arrival, he was not the less welcome.
"Only," said Kenelm, "if you preserve the app... | {
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2 | None | KENELM despatched a note to Will Somers early the next morning, inviting himself and Mr. Bowles to supper that evening. His tact was sufficient to make him aware that in such social meal there would be far less restraint for each and all concerned than in a more formal visit from Tom during the day-time; and when Jessi... | {
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3 | None | THE next day, towards noon, Kenelm and his visitor, walking together along the brook-side, stopped before Izaak Walton's summer-house, and, at Kenelm's suggestion, entered therein to rest, and more at their ease to continue the conversation they had begun.
"You have just told me," said Kenelm, "that you feel as if a ... | {
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} |
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