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4 | None | TOM went away the next morning. He declined to see Jessie again, saying curtly, "I don't wish the impression made on me the other evening to incur a chance of being weakened."
Kenelm was in no mood to regret his friend's departure. Despite all the improvement in Tom's manners and culture, which raised him so much nea... | {
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5 | FROM KENELM CHILLINGLY TO SIR PETER CHILLINGLY. | MY FATHER, MY DEAR FATHER,--This is no reply to your letters. I know not if itself can be called a letter. I cannot yet decide whether it be meant to reach your hands. Tired with talking to myself, I sit down to talk to you. Often have I reproached myself for not seeing every fitting occasion to let you distinctly know... | {
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6 | None | THE next day Kenelm walked into the town, posted his voluminous letter to Sir Peter, and then looked in at the shop of Will Somers, meaning to make some purchases of basket-work or trifling fancy goods in Jessie's pretty store of such articles, that might please the taste of his mother.
On entering the shop his heart... | {
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7 | None | IT is somewhere about three weeks since the party invited by Sir Peter and Lady Chillingly assembled at Exmundham, and they are still there, though people invited to a country house have seldom compassion enough for the dulness of its owner to stay more than three days. Mr. Chillingly Mivers, indeed, had not exceeded t... | {
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1 | None | Primitive character of the country in certain districts of Great Britain. --Connection between the features of surrounding scenery and the mental and moral inclinations of man, after the fashion of all sound ethnological historians. --A charioteer, to whom an experience of British laws suggests an i... | {
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2 | None | Guy Darrell--and Stilled Life.
The room in which Lionel now found himself was singularly quaint. An antiquarian or architect would have discovered at a glance that at some period it had formed part of the entrance-hall; and when, in Elizabeth's or James the First's day, the refinement in manners began to penetrate fr... | {
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3 | None | In our happy country every man's house is his castle. But however stoutly he fortify it, Care enters, as surely as she did in Horace's time, through the porticos of a Roman's villa. Nor, whether ceilings be fretted with gold and ivory, or whether only coloured with whitewash, does it matter to Care ... | {
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4 | None | The old world and the new.
It was long before Lionel could sleep. What with the strange house and the strange master, what with the magic flute and the musician's admonitory caution, what with tender and regretful reminiscences of Sophy, his brain had enough to work on. When he slept at last, his slumber was deep and... | {
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5 | None | The annals of empire are briefly chronicled in family records brought down to the present day, showing that the race of men is indeed "like leaves on trees, now green in youth, now withering on the ground." Yet to the branch the most bare will green leaves return, so long as the sap can remount to t... | {
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6 | None | Showing how sinful it is in a man who does not care for his honour to beget children.
When Lionel saw Mr. Fairthorn devoting his intellectual being to the contents of a cold chicken-pie, he silently stepped out of the room and slunk away into a thick copse at the farthest end of the paddock. He longed to be alon... | {
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7 | None | Lionel Haughton, having hitherto much improved his chance of fortune, decides the question, "What will he do with it?"
"I have been seeking you everywhere," said a well-known voice; and a hand rested lightly on Lionel's shoulder. The boy looked up, startled, but yet heavily, and saw Guy Darrell, the last man on ... | {
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8 | None | New imbroglio in that ever-recurring, never-to-be-settled question, "What will he do with it?"
With a disappointed glare and a baffled shrug of the shoulder, Mr. Darrell turned from the dining-room, and passed up the stairs to Lionel's chamber, opened the door quickly, and extending his hand said, in that tone w... | {
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9 | None | DARRELL--mystery in his past life--What has he done with it?
Some days passed, each day varying little from the other. It was the habit of Darrell if he went late to rest to rise early. He never allowed himself more than five hours sleep. A man greater than Guy Darrell--Sir Walter Raleigh--carved from the solid day n... | {
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10 | None | In which chapter the history quietly moves on to the next.
Thus nearly a week had gone, and Lionel began to feel perplexed as to the duration of his visit. Should he be the first to suggest departure? Mr. Darrell rescued him from that embarrassment. On the seventh day, Lionel met his host in a lane near the house, re... | {
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11 | None | Showing that if a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.
The next day they rode forth, host and guest, and that ride proved an eventful crisis in the fortune of Lionel Haughton. Hitherto I have elaborately dwelt on the fact that whatever the regard Darrell might feel for him... | {
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12 | None | Guy Darrell gives way to an impulse, and quickly decides what he will do with it.
"Lionel Haughton," said Guy Darrell, regaining his young cousin's side, and speaking in a firm and measured voice, "I have to thank you for one very happy minute; the sight of a heart so fresh in the limpid purity of goodness is a ... | {
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13 | None | He who sees his heir in his own child, carries his eye over hopes and possessions lying far beyond his gravestone, viewing his life, even here, as a period but closed with a comma. He who sees his heir in another man's child, sees the full stop at the end of the sentence.
Lionel's departure was indefinitely postponed... | {
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14 | None | There are certain events which to each man's life are as comets to the earth, seemingly strange and erratic portents; distinct from the ordinary lights which guide our course and mark our seasons, yet true to their own laws, potent in their own influences. Philosophy speculates on their effects, and... | {
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15 | None | Every street has two sides, the shady side and the sunny. When two men shake hands and part, mark which of the two takes the sunny side: he will be the younger man of the two.
The next morning, neither Darrell nor Fairthorn appeared at breakfast; but as soon as Lionel had concluded that meal, Mr. Mills info... | {
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1 | None | Certes, the lizard is a shy and timorous creature. He runs into chinks and crannies if you come too near to him, and sheds his very tail for fear, if you catch it by the tip. He has not his being in good society: no one cages him, no one pets. He is an idle vagrant. But when he steals through the green h... | {
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2 | None | The investment revealed.
Gentleman Waife passed through a turnstile, down a narrow lane, and reached a solitary cottage. He knocked at the door; an old peasant woman opened it, and dropped him a civil courtesy. "Indeed, sir, I am glad you are come. I 'se most afeared he be dead."
"Dead!" exclaimed Waife. "Oh, Sophy... | {
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3 | None | Denoumente!
POODLE!
CHAPTER IV.
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4 | None | Zoology in connection with history.
"Walk to that young lady, sir,--walk, I say." The poodle slowly rose on his hind legs, and, with an aspect inexpressibly solemn, advanced towards Sophy, who hastily receded into the room in which the creature had been confined.
"Make a bow--no--a bow, sir; that is right: you can ... | {
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5 | None | Mop becomes a personage. --Much thought is bestowed on the verbal dignities, without which a personage would become a mop. --The importance of names is apparent in all history. --If Augustus had called himself king, Rome would have risen against him as a Tarquin; so he remained a simple equestrian, ... | {
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6 | None | The vagrant having got his dog, proceeds to hunt fortune with it, leaving behind him a trap to catch rats. --What the trap does catch is "just like his luck."
Sir Isaac, to designate him by his new name, improved much upon acquaintance. He was still in the ductile season of youth, and took to learning as an... | {
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7 | None | The cloud has its silver lining.
Thus turning his back on the good fortune which he had so carefully cautioned Mrs. Saunders against favouring on his behalf, the vagrant was now on his way to the ancient municipal town of Gatesboro', which, being the nearest place of fitting opulence and population, Mr. Waife had res... | {
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8 | None | Mr. Waife excites the admiration, and benignly pities the infirmity, of an Oxford scholar.
"You are str-str-strangers?" said the Oxonian, after a violent exertion to express himself, caused by an impediment in his speech.
WAIFE. --"Yes, sir, travellers. I trust we are not trespassing: this is not private groun... | {
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9 | None | The nomad, entering into civilized life, adopts its arts, shaves his poodle, and puts on a black coat. --Hints at the process by which a Cast-off exalts himself into a Take-in.
At twilight they stopped at a quiet inn within eight miles of Gatesboro'. Sophy, much tired, was glad to creep to bed. Waife sat up... | {
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10 | None | Showing with what success Gentleman Waife assumes the pleasing part of friend to the enlightenment of the age and the progress of the people.
On the landing-place, Waife encountered the Irish porter, who, having left the bundle in the drawing-room, was waiting patiently to be paid for his trouble.
The Com... | {
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11 | None | HISTORICAL PROBLEM: "Is Gentleman Waife a swindler or a man of genius?" ANSWER: "Certainly a swindler, if he don't succeed." Julius Caesar owed two millions when he risked the experiment of being general in Gaul. If Julius Caesar had not lived to cross the Rubicon and pay off his debts, what would his cr... | {
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12 | None | In which everything depends on Sir Isaac's success in discovering the law of attraction.
On the appointed evening, at eight o'clock, the great room of the Gatesboro' Athenaeum was unusually well filled. Not only had the Mayor exerted himself to the utmost for that object, but the hand-bill itself promised a rare... | {
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13 | None | Omne ignotum pro magnifico. --Rumour, knowing nothing of his antecedents, exalts Gentleman Waife into Don Magnifico.
The Comedian and his two coadjutors were followed to the Saracen's Head inn by a large crowd, but at respectful distance. Though I know few things less pleasing than to have been decoyed and entra... | {
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14 | None | It is the interval between our first repinings and our final resignation, in which, both with individuals and communities, is to be found all that makes a history worth telling. Ere yet we yearn for what is out of our reach, we are still in the cradle. When wearied out with our yearnings, desire aga... | {
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15 | None | There is no man so friendless but what he can find a friend sincere enough to tell him disagreeable truths.
Meanwhile the Comedian had made himself and Sir Isaac extremely comfortable. No unabstemious man by habit was Gentleman Waife. He could dine on a crust, and season it with mirth; and as for exciting drinks... | {
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16 | None | In every civilized society there is found a race of men who retain the instincts of the aboriginal cannibal, and live upon their fellow-men as a natural food. These interesting but formidable bipeds, having caught their victim, invariably select one part of his body on which to fasten their relentle... | {
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17 | None | In life it is difficult to say who do you the most mischief--enemies with the worst intentions, or friends with the best.
The conference between Mr. Rugge and Mr. Losely terminated in an appointment to meet, the next day, at the village in which this story opened. Meanwhile Mr. Rugge would return to his "orphans... | {
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18 | None | Let a king and a beggar converse freely together, and it is the beggar's fault if he does not say something which makes the king lift his hat to him.
The scene shifts back to Gatesboro', the forenoon of the day succeeding the memorable exhibition at the Institute of that learned town. Mr. Hartopp was in the... | {
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19 | None | Very well so far as it goes.
MR. HARTOPP. --"I cannot presume to question you further, Mr. Chapman. But to one of your knowledge of the world, I need not say that your silence deprives me of the power to assist yourself. We'll talk no more of that."
WAIFE. --"Thank you, gratefully, Mr. Mayor."
MR. HARTOPP. --"But... | {
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20 | None | Sophy hides heart and shows temper.
The child was lying on a sofa drawn near the window in her own room, and on her lap was the doll Lionel had given to her. Carried with her in her wanderings, she had never played with it; never altered a ribbon in its yellow tresses; but at least once a day she had taken it forth a... | {
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21 | None | Being an essay on temper in general, and a hazardous experiment on the reader's in particular.
There, the window is open! how instinctively the eye rests upon the green! How the calm colour lures and soothes it! But is there to the green only a single hue? See how infinite the variety of its tints! What sombre gravit... | {
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22 | None | The object of civilization being always to settle people one way or the other, the Mayor of Gatesboro' entertains a statesmanlike ambition to settle Gentleman Waife; no doubt a wise conception, and in accordance with the genius of the Nation. Every session of Parliament England is employed in settli... | {
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23 | None | A pretty trifle in its way, no doubt, is the love between youth and youth,--gay varieties of the bauble spread the counter of the great toy-shop; but thou, courteous dame Nature, raise thine arm to yon shelf, somewhat out of every-day reach, and bring me down that obsolete, neglected, unconsidered t... | {
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24 | None | Laugh at forebodings of evil, but tremble after day-dreams of happiness.
Waife left behind him at the cottage two letters,--one entrusted to the bailiff, with a sealed bag, for Mr. Hartopp; one for Sophy, placed on a chair beside her bed.
The first letter was as follows:-- "I trust, dear and honoured sir, tha... | {
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1 | None | In the kindliest natures there is a certain sensitiveness, which, when wounded, occasions the same pain, and bequeaths the same resentment, as mortified vanity or galled self-love.
It is exactly that day week, towards the hour of five in the evening, Mr. Hartopp, alone in the parlour behind his warehouse, i... | {
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2 | None | The Mayor is so protected that be cannot help himself.
A commotion without,--a kind of howl, a kind of hoot. Mr. Williams, the warehousemen, the tanners, Mike Callaghan, share between them the howl and the hoot. The Mayor started: is it possible! His door is burst open, and, scattering all who sought to hold him back... | {
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3 | None | Ecce iterum Crispinus!
It was by no calculation, but by involuntary impulse, that Waife, thus escaping from the harsh looks and taunting murmurs of the gossips round the Mayor's door, dived into those sordid devious lanes. Vaguely he felt that a ban was upon him; that the covering he had thrown over his brand of outc... | {
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4 | None | "If," says a great thinker (Degerando, "/Du Perfectionment Moral/," chapter ix., "On the Difficulties we encounter in Self-Study")--"if one concentrates reflection too much on one's self, one ends by no longer seeing anything, or seeing only what one wishes. By the very act, as it were, of capturing... | {
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5 | None | The most submissive where they love may be the most stubborn where they do not love. --Sophy is stubborn to Mr. Rugge. --That injured man summons to his side Mrs. Crane, imitating the policy of those potentates who would retrieve the failures of force by the successes of diplomacy.
Mr. Rugge has o... | {
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6 | None | Threadbare is the simile which compares the world to a stage. Schiller, less complimentary than Shakspeare, lowers the illustration from a stage to a puppet-show. But ever between realities and shows there is a secret communication, an undetected interchange,--sometimes a stern reality in the heart of the ostensible ac... | {
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7 | None | A sham carries off a reality.
And she did act, and how charmingly! with what glee and what gusto! Rugge was beside himself with pride and rapture. He could hardly perform his own Baronial part for admiration. The audience, a far choicer and more fastidious one than that in the Surrey village, was amazed, enthusiastic... | {
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8 | None | Corollaries from the problems suggested in chapters VI. and VII.
Broad daylight, nearly nine o'clock indeed, and Jasper Losely is walking back to his inn from the place at which he had dined the evening before. He has spent the night drinking, gambling, and though he looks heated, there is no sign of fatigue. Nature,... | {
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9 | None | The aboriginal man-eater, or pocket-cannibal, is susceptible of the refining influences of Civilization. He decorates his lair with the skins of his victims; he adorns his person with the spoils of those whom he devours. Mr. Losely, introduced to Mr. Poole's friends, dresses for dinner; and, combini... | {
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10 | None | "Is there a heart that never loved, Nor felt soft woman's sigh?"
If there be such a heart, it is not in the breast of a pocket- cannibal. Your true man-eater is usually of an amorous temperament: he can be indeed sufficiently fond of a lady to eat her up. Mr. Losely makes the acquai... | {
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11 | None | A man of the world, having accepted a troublesome charge, considers "what he will do with it;" and, having promptly decided, is sure, first, that he could not have done better; and, secondly, that much may be said to prove that he could not have done worse.
Reserving to a later occasion anymore detaile... | {
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12 | None | The pocket-cannibal baits his woman's trap with love-letters, and a widow allured steals timidly towards it from under the weeds.
Jasper Losely is beginning to be hard up! The infallible calculation at rouge-et-noir has carried off all that capital which had accumulated from the savings of the young gentlemen wh... | {
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13 | None | Unhappy is the man who puts his trust in a woman.
Late that evening a lady, in a black veil, knocked at No. -- Gloucester Place, and asked to see Mrs. Haughton on urgent business. She was admitted. She remained but five minutes.
The next day when, "gay as a bridegroom prancing to his bride," Jasper Losely presented... | {
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14 | None | No author ever drew a character consistent to human nature, but what he was forced to ascribe to it many inconsistencies.
Whether moved by that pathetic speech of Jasper's, or by some other impulse not less feminine, Arabella Crane seemed suddenly to conceive the laudable and arduous design of reforming that por... | {
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15 | None | "When God wills, all winds bring rain." --Ancient Proverb.
The manager had not submitted to the loss of his property in Sophy and L100 without taking much vain trouble to recover the one or the other. He had visited Jasper while that gentleman lodged in St. James's; but the moment he hinted at the return of the L100,... | {
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16 | None | Those poor pocket-cannibals, how society does persecute them! Even a menial servant would give warning if disturbed at his meals. But your man-eater is the meekest of creatures; he will never give warning, and--not often take it.
Whatever the source that had supplied Jasper Losely with the money from w... | {
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17 | None | "Dices laborantes in uno Penelopen vitreamque Circen." --HORAT.
Mrs. Crane found Poole in his little sitting-room, hung round with prints of opera-dancers, prize-fighters, race-horses, and the dog Billy. Samuel Dolly was in full dress. His cheeks, usually so pale, seemed much flushed. He was evide... | {
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18 | None | Hope, tells a flattering tale to Mr. Rugge. He is undeceived by a solicitor; and left to mourn; but in turn, though unconsciously, Mr. Rugge deceives the solicitor, and the solicitor deceives his client,--which is 6s. 8d. in the solicitor's pocket.
The next morning Arabella Crane was scarcely dressed b... | {
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19 | None | Joy, nevertheless, does return to Mr. Rugge: and hope now inflicts herself on Mrs. Crane; a very fine-looking hope too,--six feet one, --strong as Achilles, and as fleet of foot!
Buy we have left Mr. Rugge at Mrs. Crane's door; admit him. He bursts into her drawing-room wiping his brows. "Ma'am, they're off... | {
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1 | None | Envy will be a science when it learns the use of the microscope.
When leaves fall and flowers fade, great people are found in their country-seats. Look! --that is Montfort Court,--a place of regal magnificence, so far as extent of pile and amplitude of domain could satisfy the pride of ownership, or inspire the visit... | {
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2 | None | Truly saith the proverb, "Much corn lies under the straw that is not seen."
Meanwhile George Morley followed the long shady walk,--very handsome walk, full of prize roses and rare exotics, artificially winding too, --walk so well kept that it took thirty-four men to keep it,--noble walk, tiresome walk, till it b... | {
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3 | None | Could we know by what strange circumstances a man's genius became prepared for practical success, we should discover that the most serviceable items in his education were never entered in the bills which his father paid for it.
At the end of the very first lesson George Morley saw that all the elocutio... | {
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4 | None | To judge human character rightly, a man may sometimes have very small experience, provided he has a very large heart.
Numa Pimpilius did not more conceal from notice the lessons he received from Egeria than did George Morley those which he received from the basketmaker. Natural, indeed, must be his wish for secr... | {
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5 | None | Mr. Waife, being by nature unlucky, considers that, in proportion as fortune brings him good luck, nature converts it into bad. He suffers Mr. George Morley to go away in his debt, and Sophy fears that he will be dull in consequence.
George Morley, a few weeks after the conversation last recorded, took... | {
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6 | None | Being a chapter that comes to an untimely end.
Winter was far advanced when Montfort Court was again brightened by the presence of its lady. A polite letter from Mr. Carr Vipont had reached her before leaving Windsor, suggesting how much it would be for the advantage of the Vipont interest if she would consent to vis... | {
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7 | None | The House of Vipont,--"/Majora canamus/."
The House of Vipont! Looking back through ages, it seems as if the House of Vipont were one continuous living idiosyncrasy, having in its progressive development a connected unity of thought and action, so that through all the changes of its outward form it had been moved and... | {
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8 | None | The interior of the great house. --The British Constitution at home in a family party.
Great was the family gathering that Christmas-tide at Montfort Court. Thither flocked the cousins of the House in all degrees and of various ranks. From dukes, who had nothing left to wish for that kings and cousinhoods can gi... | {
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9 | None | "Les extremes se touchent."
The next day the gentlemen were dispersed out of doors, a large shooting party. Those who did not shoot, walked forth to inspect the racing stud or the model farm. The ladies had taken their walk; some were in their own rooms, some in the reception-rooms, at work, or reading, or listening ... | {
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10 | None | In every life, go it fast, go it slow, there are critical pausing- places. When the journey is renewed the face of the country is changed.
How well she suited that simple room; herself so simply dressed, her marvellous beauty so exquisitely subdued! She looked at home there, as if all of home that the house... | {
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1 | None | Etchings of Hyde Park in the month of June, which, if this history escapes those villains the trunk-makers, may be of inestimable value to unborn antiquarians. --Characters, long absent, reappear and give some account of themselves.
Five years have passed away since this history opened. It is the month... | {
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2 | None | Mr. Vance explains how he came to grind colours and save half-pence. --A sudden announcement.
The meal was over; the table had been spread by a window that looked upon the river. The moon was up: the young men asked for no other lights; conversation between them--often shifting, often pausing--had gradually become gr... | {
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3 | None | Once more Guy Darrell.
Guy Darrell was alone: a lofty room in a large house on the first floor, --his own house in Carlton Gardens, which he had occupied during his brief and brilliant parliamentary career; since then, left contemptuously to the care of a house agent, to be let by year or by season, it had known vari... | {
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4 | None | Revealing glimpses of Guy Darrell's past in his envied prime. Dig but deep enough, and under all earth runs water, under all life runs grief.
Alone in the streets, the vivacity which had characterized Darrell's countenance as well as his words, while with his old school friend, changed as suddenly and as co... | {
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5 | None | The wreck cast back from Charybdis.
/Souviens-toi de to Gabrielle/.
Guy Darrell turned hurriedly from the large house in the great square, and, more and more absorbed in revery, he wandered out of his direct way homeward, clear and broad though it was, and did not rouse himself till he felt, as it were, that the ai... | {
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6 | None | The public man needs but one patron; namely, THE LUCKY MOMENT.
"At his house in Carlton Gardens, Guy Darrell, Esq., for the season."
Simple insertion in the pompous list of Fashionable Arrivals! the name of a plain commoner embedded in the amber which glitters with so many coronets and stars! Yet such is England, w... | {
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7 | None | Darrell and Lionel.
Darrell had received Lionel with some evident embarrassment, which soon yielded to affectionate warmth. He took to the young man whose fortunes he had so improved; he felt that with the improved fortunes the young man's whole being was improved: assured position, early commune with the best social... | {
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8 | None | Saith a very homely proverb (pardon its vulgarity), "You cannot make a silk purse out of a sow's ear." But a sow's ear is a much finer work of art than a silk purse; and grand, indeed, the mechanician who could make a sow's ear out of a silk purse, or conjure into creatures of flesh and blood the sa... | {
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9 | None | Escaped from a London drawing-room, flesh once more tingles and blood flows. --Guy Darrell explains to Lionel Haughton why he holds it a duty to be an old fool.
Lionel Haughton glided through the disenchanted rooms, and breathed a long breath of relief when he found himself in the friendless streets.
As h... | {
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1 | VIGNETTES FOR THE NEXT BOOK OF BEAUTY. | lady."
"I knew you would think so!" cried the Colonel, with more warmth than usual to him.
"Many years since," resumed Darrell, with reflective air, "I read Miss Edgeworth's novels; and in conversing with Miss Honoria Vipont, methinks I confer with one of Miss Edgeworth's heroines--so rational, so prudent, so well-... | {
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2 | None | "Let observation, with expansive view, Survey mankind from China to Peru," --AND OBSERVATION WILL EVERYWHERE FIND, INDISPENSABLE TO THE HAPPINESS OF WOMAN, A VISITING ACQUAINTANCE.
Lionel knew that Mrs. Haughton would that day need more than usual forewarning of a visit from Mr. Darrell. For the eveni... | {
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3 | MRS. HAUGHTON AT HOME TO GUY DARRELL. | hastily stowed away-the parlour closed on the festive preparations--and the footman in his livery waiting at the door--when Mr. Darrell arrived. Lionel himself came out and welcomed his benefactor's footstep across the threshold of the home which the generous man had provided for the widow.
If Lionel had some secret ... | {
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4 | MRS. HAUGHTON AT HOME MISCELLANEOUSLY. LITTLE PARTIES ARE USEFUL IN
BRINGING PEOPLE TOGETHER. ONE NEVER KNOWS WHOM ONE MAY MEET. | circle was described from a humble centre. On coming into possession of her easy income and her house in Gloucester Place, she was naturally seized with the desire of an appropriate "visiting acquaintance." The accomplishment of that desire had been deferred awhile by the excitement of Lionel's departure for Paris, and... | {
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5 | IT IS ASSERTED BY THOSE LEARNED MEN WHO HAVE DEVOTED THEIR LIVES TO
THE STUDY OF THE MANNERS AND HABIT OF INSECT SOCIETY, THAT WHEN A
SPIDER HAS LOST ITS LAST WEB, HAVING EXHAUSTED ALL THE GLUTINOUS
MATTER WHEREWITH TO SPIN ANOTHER, IT STILL. PROTRACTS ITS INNOCENT
EXISTENCE, BY OBTRUDING ITS NIPPERS ON SOME LE... | --the house one of those new dwellings which yearly spring up north of the Regent's Park,--dwellings that, attesting the eccentricity of the national character, task the fancy of the architect and the gravity of the beholder--each tenement so tortured into contrast with the other, that, on one little rood of ground, al... | {
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6 | FRESH TOUCHES TO THE THREE VIGNETTES FOR THE BOOK OF BEAUTY. | nothing--the prestige of his position was undiminished,--in politics, perhaps higher. He had succeeded in reconciling some great men; he had strengthened--it might be saved--a jarring cabinet. In all this he had shown admirable knowledge of mankind, and proved that time and disuse had not lessened his powers of percept... | {
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7 | CONTAINING MUCH OF THAT INFORMATION WHICH THE WISEST MEN IN THE
WORLD COULD NOT GIVE, BUT WHICH THE AUTHOR CAN. | He is now the rector of Humberston; married--a very nice sort of woman-- suits him Humberston is a fine living; but his talents are wasted there. He preached for the first time in London last year, and made a considerable sensation. This year he has been much out of town. He has no church here as yet.
"I hope to get ... | {
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8 | BEING BUT ONE OF THE CONSIDERATE PAUSES IN A LONG JOURNEY,
CHARITABLY AFFORDED TO THE READER. | he stayed with that gentleman nearly an hour, and then went straight to Darrell. As the time appointed to meet the French acquaintance, who depended on his hospitalities for a dinner, was now nearly arrived, Alban's conference with his English friend was necessarily brief and hurried, though long enough to confirm one ... | {
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9 | GRIM ARABELLA CRANE. | children, of whom a daughter, Arabella, was by some years the eldest. He was much respected, deemed a warm man, and a safe--attended diligently to his business--suffered no partner, no foreman, to dictate or intermeddle --liked his comforts, but made no pretence to fashion. His villa was at Clapham, not a showy but a s... | {
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10 | None | "Sweet are the uses of Adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Bears yet a precious jewel in its head."
MOST PERSONS WILL AGREE THAT THE TOAD IS UGLY AND VENOMOUS, BUT FEW INDEED ARE THE PERSONS WHO CAN BOAST OF HAVING ACTUALLY DISCOVERED THAT "PRECIOUS JEWEL IN ITS... | {
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11 | OUR OLD FRIEND THE POCKET-CANNIBAL EVINCES UNEXPECTED PATRIOTISM AND
PHILOSOPHICAL MODERATION, CONTENTED WITH A STEAK OFF HIS OWN
SUCCULENT FRIEND IN THE AIRS OF HIS OWN NATIVE SKY. | Alban's knowledge of the world to discover that Poole was no partial friend to Jasper Losely; that, for some reason or other, Poole was no less anxious than the Colonel to get that formidable client, whose cause he so warmly advocated, pensioned and packed off into the region most remote from Great Britain in which a s... | {
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12 | ANOTHER HALT--CHANGE OF HORSES--AND A TURN ON THE ROAD. | with himself, and that the proposal of an interview with Jasper's alleged daughter was equally scouted or put aside, became still more confirmed in his belief that Jasper had not yet been blest with a daughter sufficiently artful to produce. And pleased to think that the sharper was thus unprovided with a means of anno... | {
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13 | COLONEL MORLEY SHOWS THAT IT IS NOT WITHOUT REASON THAT HE ENJOYS
HIS REPUTATION OF KNOWING SOMETHING ABOUT EVERYBODY. | comforting assurances which had taken one thorn from his side-dispersed one cloud in his evening sky. "Well met," said Darrell, encountering the Colonel a few paces from his own door. "Pray walk with me as far as the New Road. I have promised Lionel to visit the studio of an artist friend of his, in whom he chooses to ... | {
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14 | ROMANTIC LOVE PATHOLOGICALLY REGARDED BY FRANK VANCE AND ALBAN
MORLEY. | Darrell more genial than he was that day to Frank Vance. The two men took to each other at once, and talked as familiarly as if the retired lawyer and the rising painter were old fellow-travellers along the same road of life. Darrell was really an exquisite judge of art, and his praise was the more gratifying because d... | {
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15 | EVEN COLONEL MORLEY, (KNOWING EVERYBODY AND EVERYTHING), IS PUZZLED
WHEN IT COMES TO THE PLAIN QUESTION--"WHAT WILL HE DO WITH IT?" | again walking arm-in-arm. "His is not one of those meagre intellects which have nothing to spare out of the professional line. He has humour. Humour--strength's rich superfluity."
"I like your definition," said the Colonel. "And humour in Vance, though fantastic, is not without subtlety. There was much real kindness ... | {
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16 | GUY DARRELL'S DECISION. | his table was a note from Lady Adela's father, cordially inviting Darrell to pass the next week at his country-house; London was now emptying fast. On the table too was a parcel, containing a book which Darrell had lent to Miss Vyvyan some weeks ago, and a note from herself. In calling at her father's house that mornin... | {
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17 | A MAN'S LETTER--UNSATISFACTORY AND PROVOKING AS A MAN'S LETTERS
ALWAYS ARE. | Fawley Manor-House, August 11, 18--. I HAVE decided, my dear Alban. I did not take three days to do so, though the third day may be just over ere you learn my decision. I shall never marry again: I abandon that last dream of declining years. My object in returning to the London world was to try whether I could not find... | {
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18 | NO COINAGE IN CIRCULATION S0 FLUCTUATES IN VALUE AS THE WORTH OF A
MARRIAGEABLE MAN. | fresh experience of human waywardness and caprice), but much disturbed and much vexed by the unexpected nature of Darrell's communication. Schemes for Darrell's future lead become plans of his own. Talk with his old school-fellow had, within the last three months, entered into the pleasures of his age. Darrell's abrupt... | {
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19 | MAN IS NOT PERMITTED, WITH ULTIMATE IMPUNITY, TO EXASPERATE THE
ENVIES AND INSULT THE MISERIES OF THOSE AROUND HIM, BY A SYSTEMATIC
PERSEVERANCE IN WILFUL-CELIBACY. IN VAIN MAY HE SCHEME, IN THE
MARRIAGE OF INJURED FRIENDS, TO PROVIDE ARM-CHAIRS, AND FOOT-STOOLS,
AND PRATTLING BABIES FOR THE LUXURIOUS DELECTATI... | to give to Darrell's sudden disappearance a plausible and commonplace construction. The season was just over. Darrell had gone to the country. The town establishment was broken up, because the house in Carlton Gardens was to be sold. Darrell did not like the situation-- found the air relaxing--Park Lane or Grosvenor Sq... | {
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