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“Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” | Harold Beecham | want me, I want you.<|quote|>“Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?”</|quote|>I replied with vigour: “Do | in the least. If you want me, I want you.<|quote|>“Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?”</|quote|>I replied with vigour: “Do... | be the man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you.<|quote|>“Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to ... | you to want to throw me over just because you have lost your money? You are young, healthy, have good character and influential connections, and plenty of good practical ability and sense, so, surely, you will know no such thing as failure if you meet the world bravely. Go and be the man you are; and if you fail, when ... | read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would like, but I think it would be mean of me to allow you to make such a sacrifice.” I knew I was not dealing with a booby, but with a sensible clear-sighted man, and so studied to express myself in a way which would not for an insta... | and surrendered the reins of government, and as Harold Augustus Beecham, boss of Five-Bob, on Monday, the 21st of December 1896, was leaving the district for ever. On Sunday, the 20th of December, he came to bid us good-bye and to arrive at an understanding with me concerning what I had said to him the Sunday before. G... | you are rich or poor—only for your own sake? If you really want me, I will marry you when I am twenty-one if you are as poor as a crow.” “It is too good to be true. I thought you didn’t care for me. Sybylla, what do you mean?” “Just what I say,” I replied, and without further explanation, jumping off the fence I ran ba... | bid us good-bye and to arrive at an understanding with me concerning what I had said to him the Sunday before. Grannie, strange to say, never suspected that there was likely to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of ... | My Brilliant Career |
I replied with vigour: | No speaker | now that I am poor?”<|quote|>I replied with vigour:</|quote|>“Do you think I am | could you really love me now that I am poor?”<|quote|>I replied with vigour:</|quote|>“Do you think I am that sort, that cares for | want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?”<|quote|>I replied with vigour:</|quote|>“Do you think I am that sort, that ... | Go and be the man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to l... | a sensible clear-sighted man, and so studied to express myself in a way which would not for an instant give him the impression that I was promising to marry him because—what I don’t know and it doesn’t matter much, but I said: “Hal, don’t you think it is a little selfish of you to want to throw me over just because you... | what I had said to him the Sunday before. Grannie, strange to say, never suspected that there was likely to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freed... | mean?” “Just what I say,” I replied, and without further explanation, jumping off the fence I ran back as fast as I had come. When half-way home I stopped, turned, looked, and saw Harold cantering smartly homewards, and heard him whistling a merry tune as he went. After all, men are very weak and simple in some ways.... | set off, and were scarcely out of hearing before Harold asked me had I really meant what I said. “Certainly,” I replied. “That is, if you really care for me, and think it wise to choose me of all my sex.” Ere he put it in words I read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would... | My Brilliant Career |
“Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs t... | Sybylla Melvyn | poor?” I replied with vigour:<|quote|>“Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It was... | me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour:<|quote|>“Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I ... | are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour:<|quote|>“Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only becau... | man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that... | and so studied to express myself in a way which would not for an instant give him the impression that I was promising to marry him because—what I don’t know and it doesn’t matter much, but I said: “Hal, don’t you think it is a little selfish of you to want to throw me over just because you have lost your money? You are... | to him the Sunday before. Grannie, strange to say, never suspected that there was likely to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freedom of sister and... | say,” I replied, and without further explanation, jumping off the fence I ran back as fast as I had come. When half-way home I stopped, turned, looked, and saw Harold cantering smartly homewards, and heard him whistling a merry tune as he went. After all, men are very weak and simple in some ways. I laughed long and... | had said to him the Sunday before. Grannie, strange to say, never suspected that there was likely to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freedom of s... | My Brilliant Career |
Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. | No speaker | are kind and big and—”<|quote|>Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off.</|quote|>“Syb, I will try and | are true, and because you are kind and big and—”<|quote|>Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off.</|quote|>“Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, | I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—”<|quote|>Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would... | “Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs t... | man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that... | set off, and were scarcely out of hearing before Harold asked me had I really meant what I said. “Certainly,” I replied. “That is, if you really care for me, and think it wise to choose me of all my sex.” Ere he put it in words I read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would... | his socks, a level-headed business man, a man of high connections, spotless character, and influential friends, an experienced bushman, a man of sense, and, above all, a man—a man! The world was made for men. “Ha ha! You, Sybylla, thought this! You, a chit in your teens, an ugly, poor, useless, unimportant, little hand... | with me concerning what I had said to him the Sunday before. Grannie, strange to say, never suspected that there was likely to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed ... | My Brilliant Career |
“Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” | Harold Beecham | by crying, I left off.<|quote|>“Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.”</|quote|>“Claim me, home or not, | make a fool of myself by crying, I left off.<|quote|>“Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.”</|quote|>“Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, | you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off.<|quote|>“Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that ti... | very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you... | young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really... | is, if you really care for me, and think it wise to choose me of all my sex.” Ere he put it in words I read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would like, but I think it would be mean of me to allow you to make such a sacrifice.” I knew I was not dealing with a booby, but wi... | and, above all, a man—a man! The world was made for men. “Ha ha! You, Sybylla, thought this! You, a chit in your teens, an ugly, poor, useless, unimportant, little handful of human flesh, and, above, or rather below, all, a woman—only a woman! It would indeed be a depraved and forsaken man who would need your services ... | of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freedom of sister and brother or cousins. On this particular afternoon, after we had talked to grannie for a little while, knowing that he wished to interview me, I suggested that he should come up the orchard with me and get some gooseberries. Without ... | My Brilliant Career |
“Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” | Sybylla Melvyn | if I have a home.”<|quote|>“Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping tru... | claim you in that time if I have a home.”<|quote|>“Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unju... | are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.”<|quote|>“Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do ... | I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being a... | I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour: “Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a per... | in words I read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would like, but I think it would be mean of me to allow you to make such a sacrifice.” I knew I was not dealing with a booby, but with a sensible clear-sighted man, and so studied to express myself in a way which would not f... | your teens, an ugly, poor, useless, unimportant, little handful of human flesh, and, above, or rather below, all, a woman—only a woman! It would indeed be a depraved and forsaken man who would need your services as a stay and support! Ha ha! The conceit of you!” CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE Because? The Beechams were vacating... | to make such a sacrifice.” I knew I was not dealing with a booby, but with a sensible clear-sighted man, and so studied to express myself in a way which would not for an instant give him the impression that I was promising to marry him because—what I don’t know and it doesn’t matter much, but I said: “Hal, don’t you th... | My Brilliant Career |
“Yes, I will promise,” | Harold Beecham | keeping true to me. Promise.”<|quote|>“Yes, I will promise,”</|quote|>he said easily, thinking then, | those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.”<|quote|>“Yes, I will promise,”</|quote|>he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a | I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.”<|quote|>“Yes, I will promise,”</|quote|>he said easily, thin... | getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfe... | sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but bec... | in a way which would not for an instant give him the impression that I was promising to marry him because—what I don’t know and it doesn’t matter much, but I said: “Hal, don’t you think it is a little selfish of you to want to throw me over just because you have lost your money? You are young, healthy, have good charac... | and uncle Jay-Jay went down to say good-bye to the ladies, who were very heartbroken about being uprooted from Five-Bob, but they approved of their nephew settling things at once and starting on a clean sheet. They intended taking up their residence—hiding themselves, they termed it—in Melbourne. Harold would be detain... | will know no such thing as failure if you meet the world bravely. Go and be the man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a p... | My Brilliant Career |
he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. | No speaker | Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,”<|quote|>he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word.</|quote|>“I will promise in return | of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,”<|quote|>he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word.</|quote|>“I will promise in return that I will not look | condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,”<|quote|>he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as ma... | afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a w... | a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big h... | would not for an instant give him the impression that I was promising to marry him because—what I don’t know and it doesn’t matter much, but I said: “Hal, don’t you think it is a little selfish of you to want to throw me over just because you have lost your money? You are young, healthy, have good character and influen... | down to say good-bye to the ladies, who were very heartbroken about being uprooted from Five-Bob, but they approved of their nephew settling things at once and starting on a clean sheet. They intended taking up their residence—hiding themselves, they termed it—in Melbourne. Harold would be detained in Sydney some time ... | a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big h... | My Brilliant Career |
“I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” | Sybylla Melvyn | upon to fulfil his word.<|quote|>“I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?”</|quote|>Taking my hand in his | he would never be called upon to fulfil his word.<|quote|>“I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?”</|quote|>Taking my hand in his and looking at me with | on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word.<|quote|>“I will promise in return that I will not look a... | you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of ke... | or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could... | I said: “Hal, don’t you think it is a little selfish of you to want to throw me over just because you have lost your money? You are young, healthy, have good character and influential connections, and plenty of good practical ability and sense, so, surely, you will know no such thing as failure if you meet the world br... | and starting on a clean sheet. They intended taking up their residence—hiding themselves, they termed it—in Melbourne. Harold would be detained in Sydney some time during the settling of his affairs, after which he intended to take anything that turned up. He had been offered the management of Five-Bob by those in auth... | of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freedom of sister and brother or cousins. On this particular afternoon, after we had talked to grannie for a little while, knowing that he wished to interview me, I suggested that he should come up the orchard with me and get some gooseberries. Without ... | My Brilliant Career |
Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: | No speaker | trust me, can you not?”<|quote|>Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said:</|quote|>“I could trust you in | yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?”<|quote|>Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said:</|quote|>“I could trust you in every way to the end | would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?”<|quote|>Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in ... | a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promis... | heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “... | ability and sense, so, surely, you will know no such thing as failure if you meet the world bravely. Go and be the man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me,... | He had been offered the management of Five-Bob by those in authority, but could not bring himself to accept managership where he had been master. His great desire, now that Five-Bob was no longer his, was to get as far away from old associations as possible. He had seen his aunts off, superintended the muster of all st... | you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour: “Do you think I am that sort, that ca... | My Brilliant Career |
“I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.” | Harold Beecham | spite of myself, he said:<|quote|>“I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.”</|quote|>“Thank you, Harold. What we | eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said:<|quote|>“I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.”</|quote|>“Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that | until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said:<|quote|>“I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.”</|quote|>“Thank yo... | to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and wor... | feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember... | and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you ... | great desire, now that Five-Bob was no longer his, was to get as far away from old associations as possible. He had seen his aunts off, superintended the muster of all stock on the place, dismissed all the female and most of the male employees, and surrendered the reins of government, and as Harold Augustus Beecham, bo... | put it in words I read his answer in the clear brown eyes bent upon me. “Syb, you know what I feel and would like, but I think it would be mean of me to allow you to make such a sacrifice.” I knew I was not dealing with a booby, but with a sensible clear-sighted man, and so studied to express myself in a way which woul... | My Brilliant Career |
“Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plans. Four years will not be long, and I will be more sensible at the end of that time—that is, of ... | Sybylla Melvyn | the end of the world.”<|quote|>“Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plans. Four years will not be long, and I will be more sensible at th... | you in every way to the end of the world.”<|quote|>“Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plans. Four years will not be long, and I will be... | worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.”<|quote|>“Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as th... | doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in h... | of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, but I will make this condition. Do not tell anyone we are engaged, and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me,... | we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and cont... | far away from old associations as possible. He had seen his aunts off, superintended the muster of all stock on the place, dismissed all the female and most of the male employees, and surrendered the reins of government, and as Harold Augustus Beecham, boss of Five-Bob, on Monday, the 21st of December 1896, was leaving... | if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would have room to get warm, and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and bein... | My Brilliant Career |
“Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit tough being cleared out from all the old ways, but if I have you to stand by me it will be a great start. Say what you said last Sunday, again. Syb, say you ... | Harold Beecham | and win. Do you agree?”<|quote|>“Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit tough being cleared out from all the old ways, but if I have you to stand by me it will be a great start. Say what you said l... | than me to go in and win. Do you agree?”<|quote|>“Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit tough being cleared out from all the old ways, but if I have you to stand by me it will be a great start. Sa... | will be more sensible at the end of that time—that is, of course, if I ever have any sense. We will not write or have any communication, so you will be perfectly free if you see anyone you like better than me to go in and win. Do you agree?”<|quote|>“Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to you... | world.” “Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plans. Four years will not be long, and I will be more sensible at the end of that time—that... | no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand i... | has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, but I would marry a poor cripple if I loved him. It wasn’t because you owned Five-Bob Downs that I liked you, but because you have a big heart in which one would h... | to be anything between us. Harold was so undemonstrative, and had always come and gone as he liked at Caddagat: she overlooked the possibility of his being a lover, and in our intercourse allowed us almost the freedom of sister and brother or cousins. On this particular afternoon, after we had talked to grannie for a l... | and remember you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never b... | My Brilliant Career |
I had expected him to put it in that way, and believing in doing all or nothing, had laid out that I would put my hand in his and promise what he asked. But now the word wife finished me up. I was very fond of Harold—fond to such an extent that had I a fortune I would gladly have given it all to him: I felt capable of ... | No speaker | you will be my wife.”<|quote|>I had expected him to put it in that way, and believing in doing all or nothing, had laid out that I would put my hand in his and promise what he asked. But now the word wife finished me up. I was very fond of Harold—fond to such an extent that had I a fortune I would gladly have given it ... | last Sunday, again. Syb, say you will be my wife.”<|quote|>I had expected him to put it in that way, and believing in doing all or nothing, had laid out that I would put my hand in his and promise what he asked. But now the word wife finished me up. I was very fond of Harold—fond to such an extent that had I a fortune ... | one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit tough being cleared out from all the old ways, but if I have you to stand by me it will be a great start. Say what you said last Sunday, again. Syb, say you will be my wife.”<|quote|>I had expected him to put it in that way, and believing in doing all or nothing, had ... | write or have any communication, so you will be perfectly free if you see anyone you like better than me to go in and win. Do you agree?” “Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit tough being cleared... | a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.” “Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, an... | and because you are true, and because you are kind and big and—” Here I could feel my voice getting shaky, and being afraid I would make a fool of myself by crying, I left off. “Syb, I will try and fix matters up a bit, and will claim you in that time if I have a home.” “Claim me, home or not, if you are so disposed, b... | the orchard with me and get some gooseberries. Without demur from anybody we set off, and were scarcely out of hearing before Harold asked me had I really meant what I said. “Certainly,” I replied. “That is, if you really care for me, and think it wise to choose me of all my sex.” Ere he put it in words I read his answ... | he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me,... | My Brilliant Career |
“Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” | Sybylla Melvyn | at him steadily, and said—<|quote|>“Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.”</|quote|>He was satisfied. He bade | my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said—<|quote|>“Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.”</|quote|>He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, | that I was queer and different from other women. But he was waiting for me to speak. I had put my hand to the plough and could not turn back. I could not use the word wife, but I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said—<|quote|>“Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to ... | would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things, he would not understand me. What was there to understand? Only that I was queer and dif... | that way, and believing in doing all or nothing, had laid out that I would put my hand in his and promise what he asked. But now the word wife finished me up. I was very fond of Harold—fond to such an extent that had I a fortune I would gladly have given it all to him: I felt capable of giving him a life of servitude, ... | moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.” “Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plan... | bravely. Go and be the man you are; and if you fail, when I am twenty-one I will marry you, and we will help each other. I am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cu... | you are perfectly free. If you see a woman you like more than me, promise me on your sacred word that you will have none of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon... | My Brilliant Career |
He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous to his departure. I accompanied him a little way, he walking and leading his horse. We parted beneath the old willow-tree. | No speaker | when I attain my majority.”<|quote|>He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous to his departure. I accompanied him a little way, he walking and leading his horse. We parted bene... | to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.”<|quote|>He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous to his departure. I accompanied him a little way, he walking and leading h... | not turn back. I could not use the word wife, but I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.”<|quote|>He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended de... | little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things, he would not understand me. What was there to understand? Only that I was queer and different from other women. But he was waiting for me to speak. I had put my hand to the plough and could not turn back. I could not use the word wife... | the word wife finished me up. I was very fond of Harold—fond to such an extent that had I a fortune I would gladly have given it all to him: I felt capable of giving him a life of servitude, but I loved him—big, manly, lovable, wholesome Harold—from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot he was good in my sight,... | said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can lay out more suitable plans. Four years will not be long, and I will be more sensible at the end of that time—that is, of course, if I ever have any sense.... | am young and strong, and am used to hard work, so poverty will not alarm me in the least. If you want me, I want you. “Syb, you are such a perfect little brick that I couldn’t be such a beggarly cur as to let you do that. I knew you were as true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you rea... | are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.” “Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed... | My Brilliant Career |
“Good-bye, Harold. I mean all I have said.” | Sybylla Melvyn | parted beneath the old willow-tree.<|quote|>“Good-bye, Harold. I mean all I have said.”</|quote|>I turned my face upwards; | and leading his horse. We parted beneath the old willow-tree.<|quote|>“Good-bye, Harold. I mean all I have said.”</|quote|>I turned my face upwards; he stooped and kissed me | He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous to his departure. I accompanied him a little way, he walking and leading his horse. We parted beneath the old willow-tree.<|quote|>“Good-bye, Harold. I me... | I could not use the word wife, but I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob w... | to the sole of his foot he was good in my sight, but lacking in that power over me which would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things... | is, of course, if I ever have any sense. We will not write or have any communication, so you will be perfectly free if you see anyone you like better than me to go in and win. Do you agree?” “Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another... | true as steel under your funny little whims and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour: “Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire... | to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite o... | My Brilliant Career |
I turned my face upwards; he stooped and kissed me once—only once—one light, gentle, diffident kiss. He looked at me long and intently without saying a word, then mounted his horse, raised his hat, and rode away. I watched him depart along the white dusty road, looking like a long snake in the glare of the summer sun,... | No speaker | mean all I have said.”<|quote|>I turned my face upwards; he stooped and kissed me once—only once—one light, gentle, diffident kiss. He looked at me long and intently without saying a word, then mounted his horse, raised his hat, and rode away. I watched him depart along the white dusty road, looking like a long snake ... | old willow-tree. “Good-bye, Harold. I mean all I have said.”<|quote|>I turned my face upwards; he stooped and kissed me once—only once—one light, gentle, diffident kiss. He looked at me long and intently without saying a word, then mounted his horse, raised his hat, and rode away. I watched him depart along the white ... | he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous to his departure. I accompanied him a little way, he walking and leading his horse. We parted beneath the old willow-tree. “Good-bye, Harold. I mean all I have said.”<|quote|>I turned my face upwards... | I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had t... | good in my sight, but lacking in that power over me which would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things, he would not understand me. W... | sense. We will not write or have any communication, so you will be perfectly free if you see anyone you like better than me to go in and win. Do you agree?” “Certainly; any little thing like that you can settle according to your fancy. I’m set up as long as I get you one way or another, that’s all I want. It was a bit ... | and contrariness; and could you really love me now that I am poor?” I replied with vigour: “Do you think I am that sort, that cares for a person only because he has a little money? Why! that is the very thing I am always preaching against. If a man was a lord or a millionaire I would not have him if I loved him not, bu... | wholesome Harold—from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot he was good in my sight, but lacking in that power over me which would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practic... | My Brilliant Career |
“I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,” | Uncle Julius | help a brother through life.<|quote|>“I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,”</|quote|>remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night. | of my own inclinations to help a brother through life.<|quote|>“I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,”</|quote|>remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night. “Well, Sybylla, ... | did not want to marry, and I wished that Harold had asked anything of me but that, because—because, I don’t know what, and presently felt ashamed for being such a selfish coward that I grudged to make a little sacrifice of my own inclinations to help a brother through life.<|quote|>“I used to feel sure that Harry meant... | was not because Harold was leaving, though I would miss him much. Was it because I was disappointed in love? I persuaded myself that. I loved Harold as much as I could ever love anyone, and I could not forsake him now that he needed me. But, but, but, I did not want to marry, and I wished that Harold had asked anything... | light, gentle, diffident kiss. He looked at me long and intently without saying a word, then mounted his horse, raised his hat, and rode away. I watched him depart along the white dusty road, looking like a long snake in the glare of the summer sun, until it and he who travelled thereon disappeared among the messmate- ... | would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things, he would not understand me. What was there to understand? Only that I was queer and dif... | of those idiotic unjust ideas of keeping true to me. Promise.” “Yes, I will promise,” he said easily, thinking then, no doubt, as many a one before him has thought, that he would never be called upon to fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four ye... | said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little matters to attend to previous t... | My Brilliant Career |
remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night. | No speaker | short frocks and a pigtail,”<|quote|>remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.</|quote|>“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has | head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,”<|quote|>remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.</|quote|>“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even you | little sacrifice of my own inclinations to help a brother through life. “I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,”<|quote|>remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.</|quote|... | not forsake him now that he needed me. But, but, but, I did not want to marry, and I wished that Harold had asked anything of me but that, because—because, I don’t know what, and presently felt ashamed for being such a selfish coward that I grudged to make a little sacrifice of my own inclinations to help a brother thr... | snake in the glare of the summer sun, until it and he who travelled thereon disappeared among the messmate- and hickory-trees forming the horizon. I stood gazing at the hills in the distance on which the blue dreaming mists of evening were gathering, until tears stole down my cheeks. I was not given to weeping. What br... | things, he would not understand me. What was there to understand? Only that I was queer and different from other women. But he was waiting for me to speak. I had put my hand to the plough and could not turn back. I could not use the word wife, but I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant... | fulfil his word. “I will promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of m... | lacking in that power over me which would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feelings to him—ha! He would laughingly call them one of my funny little whims. With his orthodox, practical, plain, commonsense views of these things, he would not understand me. What was there to under... | My Brilliant Career |
“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even you included—miss him very much, I am sure. I used to think that he cared for you. It may be that he has not spoken to us on account of his financial failure, and it may be that I made a mistake,” | Aunt Helen | remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.<|quote|>“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even you included—miss him very much, I am sure. I used to think that he cared for you. It may be that he has not spoken to us on account of his financial failure, and it may be that I made a mistake,”</|quote|>said aunt Helen w... | short frocks and a pigtail,” remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.<|quote|>“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even you included—miss him very much, I am sure. I used to think that he cared for you. It may be that he has not spoken to us on account of his financial failure, and it may be that I made a mistake... | inclinations to help a brother through life. “I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,” remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night.<|quote|>“Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone... | he needed me. But, but, but, I did not want to marry, and I wished that Harold had asked anything of me but that, because—because, I don’t know what, and presently felt ashamed for being such a selfish coward that I grudged to make a little sacrifice of my own inclinations to help a brother through life. “I used to fee... | the summer sun, until it and he who travelled thereon disappeared among the messmate- and hickory-trees forming the horizon. I stood gazing at the hills in the distance on which the blue dreaming mists of evening were gathering, until tears stole down my cheeks. I was not given to weeping. What brought them? I hardly k... | me. What was there to understand? Only that I was queer and different from other women. But he was waiting for me to speak. I had put my hand to the plough and could not turn back. I could not use the word wife, but I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you... | promise in return that I will not look at another man in a matrimonial way until the four years are up, so you need not be jealous and worry yourself; for, Hal, you can trust me, can you not?” Taking my hand in his and looking at me with a world of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could ... | all to him: I felt capable of giving him a life of servitude, but I loved him—big, manly, lovable, wholesome Harold—from the crown of his head to the sole of his foot he was good in my sight, but lacking in that power over me which would make me desirous of being the mother of his children. As for explaining my feeling... | My Brilliant Career |
said aunt Helen when she was bidding me good night. I held my peace. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Boast Not Thyself of Tomorrow We felt the loss of the Beechams very, very much. It was sad to think of Five-Bob—pleasant, hospitable Five-Bob—as shut up, with no one but a solitary caretaker there pending the settling of the ... | No speaker | that I made a mistake,”<|quote|>said aunt Helen when she was bidding me good night. I held my peace. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Boast Not Thyself of Tomorrow We felt the loss of the Beechams very, very much. It was sad to think of Five-Bob—pleasant, hospitable Five-Bob—as shut up, with no one but a solitary caretaker th... | failure, and it may be that I made a mistake,”<|quote|>said aunt Helen when she was bidding me good night. I held my peace. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX Boast Not Thyself of Tomorrow We felt the loss of the Beechams very, very much. It was sad to think of Five-Bob—pleasant, hospitable Five-Bob—as shut up, with no one but ... | Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even you included—miss him very much, I am sure. I used to think that he cared for you. It may be that he has not spoken to us on account of his financial failure, and it may be that I made a mistake,”<|quote|>said aunt Helen when she was bidding me good night. I held my peace... | to help a brother through life. “I used to feel sure that Harry meant to come up to the scratch, but I suppose he’s had plenty to keep him going lately without bothering his head about a youngster in short frocks and a pigtail,” remarked uncle Jay-Jay that night. “Well, Sybylla, poor Harry has gone: we will all—even yo... | brought them? I hardly knew. It was not because Harold was leaving, though I would miss him much. Was it because I was disappointed in love? I persuaded myself that. I loved Harold as much as I could ever love anyone, and I could not forsake him now that he needed me. But, but, but, I did not want to marry, and I wishe... | looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had two or three little mat... | of love in his eyes, which moved me in spite of myself, he said: “I could trust you in every way to the end of the world.” “Thank you, Harold. What we have said is agreed upon—that is, of course, as things appear now: if anything turns up to disturb this arrangement it is not irrevocable in the least degree, and we can... | I put my hand in his, looked at him steadily, and said— “Harold. I meant what I said last Sunday. If you want me—if I am of any use to you—I will marry you when I attain my majority.” He was satisfied. He bade us good-bye early that afternoon, as he intended departing from Five-Bob when the morrow was young, and had t... | My Brilliant Career |
I | No speaker | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.... | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.... | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.... | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.... | <|quote|>I</|quote|>“NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.... | The Outcry |
Banks had replied, | No speaker | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,”<|quote|>Banks had replied,</|quote|>“no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”... | The Outcry |
As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. | No speaker | has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.” With | I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.”<|quote|>As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold.</|quote|>“Lord John, my lady.”... | The Outcry |
With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish paper of a f... | No speaker | threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer... | her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the lar... | had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With which, his duty majestical... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With whi... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With whi... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With whi... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With whi... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.”<|quote|>With whi... | The Outcry |
“pieces,” | No speaker | to reign; pictures and preserved<|quote|>“pieces,”</|quote|>cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each | ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved<|quote|>“pieces,”</|quote|>cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection | ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures ... | telegram in her hand, had partly before him, as an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample ... | yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarte... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | The Outcry |
cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the s... | No speaker | reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,”<|quote|>cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day... | an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,”<|quote|>cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have s... | apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and pr... | in her hand, had partly before him, as an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures... | arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--t... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | The Outcry |
“I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” | Lord John | possible claims on his attention.<|quote|>“I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.”</|quote|>She replied as with the | to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention.<|quote|>“I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.”</|quote|>She replied as with the general habit, on her side, | other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention.<|quote|>“I luckily find _you_ at... | intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every oth... | avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lo... | interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported h... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--fr... | The Outcry |
She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. | No speaker | tell me Theign’s off somewhere.”<|quote|>She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm.</|quote|>“Only off in the park--open | _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.”<|quote|>She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm.</|quote|>“Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from | he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.”<|quote|>She replied as w... | moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have ha... | point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to ... | couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins wher... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the... | The Outcry |
“Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” | Lady Sandgate | more showy creation of alarm.<|quote|>“Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.”</|quote|>It was such a scene, | easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm.<|quote|>“Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.”</|quote|>It was such a scene, and su... | apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation o... | smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possib... | quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumably ha... | the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,” cab... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks ... | The Outcry |
It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. | No speaker | four hundred and fifty children.”<|quote|>It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled.</|quote|>“Oh he’s so great on | top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.”<|quote|>It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled.</|quote|>“Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry | bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.”<|quote|>It ... | of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; i... | might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, h... | An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,” cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might ha... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express... | The Outcry |
“Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” | Lord John | and his recognition familiarly smiled.<|quote|>“Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.”</|quote|>“I’ve _had_ to miss it,” | John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled.<|quote|>“Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.”</|quote|>“I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is | you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled.<|quote|>“Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I... | luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough... | that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by... | originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entr... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or... | The Outcry |
“I’ve _had_ to miss it,” | Lady Sandgate | sorry to be missing it.”<|quote|>“I’ve _had_ to miss it,”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is | on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.”<|quote|>“I’ve _had_ to miss it,”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve | of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.”<|quote|>“I’ve _had_ to miss it,”</|quote|>Lady San... | as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to fo... | had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a l... | happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, t... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed exte... | The Outcry |
Lady Sandgate sighed-- | No speaker | “I’ve _had_ to miss it,”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate sighed--</|quote|>“that is to miss the | sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate sighed--</|quote|>“that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, | hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate sighed--</|quote|>“that i... | on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty childr... | stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of i... | members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent comp... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real qua... | The Outcry |
“that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” | Lady Sandgate | miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed--<|quote|>“that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.”</|quote|>“I’ll warrant--for, as I often | missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed--<|quote|>“that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.”</|quote|>“I’ll warrant--for, as I of... | children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed--<|quote|>“that is to miss the peroration. I... | of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was s... | figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanat... | great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoye... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large c... | The Outcry |
“I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” | Lord John | of duty, still _at_ it.”<|quote|>“I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.”</|quote|>And the image itself appeared | find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.”<|quote|>“I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.”</|quote|>And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt | to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.”<|quote|>“I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of... | lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is ... | of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her si... | either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a ... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no s... | The Outcry |
And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. | No speaker | which he always overdoes it.”<|quote|>And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider.</|quote|>“I should like to come | friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.”<|quote|>And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider.</|quote|>“I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, | dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.”<|quote|>And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt... | and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll ... | claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a ... | frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the an... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even... | The Outcry |
“I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if yo... | Lord John | at his watch and consider.<|quote|>“I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hop... | particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider.<|quote|>“I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well ... | “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider.<|quote|>“I should like to come in for the... | to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s d... | the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundr... | by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--howeve... | I “NO, my lord,” Banks had replied, “no stranger has yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his ... | of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history... | The Outcry |
“I can imagine it perfectly,” | Lady Sandgate | you can perhaps imagine _that!_”<|quote|>“I can imagine it perfectly,”</|quote|>said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently | glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_”<|quote|>“I can imagine it perfectly,”</|quote|>said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general | to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_”<|quote|>“I can imagine it perfectly,”</|quote|>said Lady ... | his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and ca... | personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty ... | but she would presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes a... | yet arrived. But I’ll see if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarte... | John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell... | The Outcry |
said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. | No speaker | “I can imagine it perfectly,”<|quote|>said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain.</|quote|>“It quite sticks out of | you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,”<|quote|>said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain.</|quote|>“It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover | he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,”<|quote|>said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no p... | with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--wh... | Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if... | confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, t... | if any one has come in--or who has.” As he spoke, however, he observed Lady Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access... | confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull a... | The Outcry |
“It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” | Lady Sandgate | order ever cost a strain.<|quote|>“It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,”</|quote|>she added, “come from town?” | no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain.<|quote|>“It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,”</|quote|>she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days | I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain.<|quote|>“It quite sticks out of you, and every one mo... | prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as w... | on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll... | all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed ... | Sandgate’s approach to the hall by the entrance giving upon the great terrace, and addressed her on her passing the threshold. “Lord John, my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor.... | as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such co... | The Outcry |
she added, | No speaker | see. But you haven’t then,”<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>“come from town?” “No, I’m | time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,”<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>“come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter | Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,”<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>“come fr... | I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfe... | peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance wit... | bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been ... | my lady.” With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish pa... | for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had ... | The Outcry |
“come from town?” | Lady Sandgate | you haven’t then,” she added,<|quote|>“come from town?”</|quote|>“No, I’m for three days | been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added,<|quote|>“come from town?”</|quote|>“No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; | you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added,<|quote|>“come from town?”</|quote|>... | over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” sai... | just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always... | hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was... | With which, his duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish paper of a f... | good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” L... | The Outcry |
“No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” | Lord John | she added, “come from town?”<|quote|>“No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, | see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?”<|quote|>“No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no | imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?”<|quote|>“No, I’m for three days a... | great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady San... | but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” A... | bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discrim... | duty majestically performed, he retired to the quarter--that of the main access to the spacious centre of the house--from which he had ushered the visitor. This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish paper of a folded telegram in... | hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for ... | The Outcry |
Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. | No speaker | have rather liked to bring.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent.</|quote|>“But whom you doubtless had | me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent.</|quote|>“But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, | out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, lang... | should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for som... | him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and cons... | with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somew... | This personage, facing Lady Sandgate as she paused there a moment framed by the large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish paper of a folded telegram in her hand, had partly before him, as an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the coupl... | Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he... | The Outcry |
“But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” | Lady Sandgate | no longer than was decent.<|quote|>“But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.”</|quote|>“Oh, to sit down would | unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent.<|quote|>“But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.”</|quote|>“Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at | to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent.<|quote|>“But whom you doubtless had to leave, b... | hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added,... | tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in ... | or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassu... | large doorway to the outer expanses, the small pinkish paper of a folded telegram in her hand, had partly before him, as an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of D... | than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique con... | The Outcry |
“Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” | Lord John | just settling down to bridge.”<|quote|>“Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!”</|quote|>“Which the Duchess never does?” | to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.”<|quote|>“Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!”</|quote|>“Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to | days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.”<|quote|>“Oh, to sit down would imply t... | imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, ... | by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you ... | he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy cre... | her hand, had partly before him, as an immediate effect, the high wide interior, still breathing the quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures an... | effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disgu... | The Outcry |
“Which the Duchess never does?” | Lady Sandgate | of the day gets up----!”<|quote|>“Which the Duchess never does?”</|quote|>--Lady Sand-gate only asked to | my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!”<|quote|>“Which the Duchess never does?”</|quote|>--Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how | rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!”<|quote|>“Which the Duchess never does... | strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this... | to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; a... | at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have m... | quiet air and the fair pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balan... | with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need... | The Outcry |
--Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. | No speaker | “Which the Duchess never does?”<|quote|>--Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it.</|quote|>“She fights to the last, | of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?”<|quote|>--Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it.</|quote|>“She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils | Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?”<|quote|>--Lady Sand-gate only aske... | of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no long... | friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in ... | me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving goo... | pannelled security of the couple of hushed and stored centuries, in which certain of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps ... | of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and h... | The Outcry |
“She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” | Lady Sandgate | show how she saw it.<|quote|>“She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?”</|quote|>She abounded genially in her | asked to be allowed to show how she saw it.<|quote|>“She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?”</|quote|>She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know | “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it.<|quote|>“She fights to the last, invincible; gathe... | to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her pr... | in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _... | side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It... | of the reputed treasures of Dedborough Place beautifully disposed themselves; and then, through ample apertures and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed e... | large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpne... | The Outcry |
She abounded genially in her privileged vision. | No speaker | and only routing her friends?”<|quote|>She abounded genially in her privileged vision.</|quote|>“Ah yes--we know something of | invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?”<|quote|>She abounded genially in her privileged vision.</|quote|>“Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was | “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?”<|quote|>She abounded genially in her privilege... | days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my m... | a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently ... | of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and h... | and beyond the stately stone outworks of the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “p... | still, with her fine stature, her disciplined figure, her cherished complexion, her bright important hair, her kind bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack ... | The Outcry |
“Ah yes--we know something of that!” | Lady Sandgate | genially in her privileged vision.<|quote|>“Ah yes--we know something of that!”</|quote|>Lord John, who was a | routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision.<|quote|>“Ah yes--we know something of that!”</|quote|>Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling | my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision.<|quote|>“Ah yes--we know somethi... | as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets u... | if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever... | to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh ... | the great seated and supported house--uplifting terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,” cabinets and tapestries, spoke, e... | even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the imag... | The Outcry |
Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. | No speaker | yes--we know something of that!”<|quote|>Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion.</|quote|>“You too then?” She wouldn’t, | in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!”<|quote|>Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion.</|quote|>“You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it | the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!”<|quote|>Lord John, who ... | car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess... | down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of ... | as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m so... | terrace, balanced, balustraded steps and containing basins where splash and spray were at rest--all the rich composed extension of garden and lawn and park. An ancient, an assured elegance seemed to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,” cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high disti... | for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so... | The Outcry |
“You too then?” | Lord John | yet not steeped in compassion.<|quote|>“You too then?”</|quote|>She wouldn’t, however, too meanly | with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion.<|quote|>“You too then?”</|quote|>She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in | the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion.<|quote|>“You too then?”</|quote|>She wouldn’t, ... | her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?”... | you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for thre... | such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then bee... | to reign; pictures and preserved “pieces,” cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at ... | it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such ... | The Outcry |
She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. | No speaker | in compassion. “You too then?”<|quote|>She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down.</|quote|>“Well, in this house generally; | that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?”<|quote|>She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down.</|quote|>“Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made | only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?”<|quote|>She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narr... | settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded geniall... | imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chante... | of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for ... | and preserved “pieces,” cabinets and tapestries, spoke, each for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual... | rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfect... | The Outcry |
“Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” | Lady Sandgate | too meanly narrow it down.<|quote|>“Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----”</|quote|>“Where,” he broke in at | too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down.<|quote|>“Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----”</|quote|>“Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing | her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down.<|quote|>“Well, in this house generally; where I’... | would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we kno... | Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her ca... | John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you ... | for itself, of fine selection and high distinction; while the originals of the old portraits, in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but... | Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “N... | The Outcry |
“Where,” | Lord John | welcome, you see, and where----”<|quote|>“Where,”</|quote|>he broke in at once, | where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----”<|quote|>“Where,”</|quote|>he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite | man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----”<|quote|>“Where,”</|quote|>he broke in at once,... | Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of ... | quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection,... | such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll wa... | in more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with ... | need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland ... | The Outcry |
he broke in at once, | No speaker | you see, and where----” “Where,”<|quote|>he broke in at once,</|quote|>“your jolly good footing quite | I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,”<|quote|>he broke in at once,</|quote|>“your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps | of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,”<|quote|>he broke in at once,</|quote|>“yo... | never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle ... | sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, langu... | occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant... | more or less deserved salience, hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with tha... | often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled ov... | The Outcry |
“your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” | Lord John | he broke in at once,<|quote|>“your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!”</|quote|>She clearly didn’t mind his | you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once,<|quote|>“your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!”</|quote|>She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how | of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once,<|quote|>“your jolly good footing quite sti... | asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a su... | every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was ... | be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, ... | hung over the happy scene as the sworn members of a great guild might have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, ... | herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted... | The Outcry |
She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. | No speaker | perhaps you’ll let me say!”<|quote|>She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply.</|quote|>“You can’t say more than | quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!”<|quote|>She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply.</|quote|>“You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to | not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!”<|quote|>She clearly didn’t m... | last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” ... | haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just s... | miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extrava... | have sat, on the beautiful April day, at one of their annual feasts. Such was the setting confirmed by generous time, but the handsome woman of considerably more than forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it... | confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t t... | The Outcry |
“You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” | Lady Sandgate | decide to deal quite simply.<|quote|>“You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.”</|quote|>This but fed the light | and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply.<|quote|>“You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.”</|quote|>This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which | where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply.<|quote|>“You can’t say more th... | young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your joll... | liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-... | look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at h... | forty whose entrance had all but coincided with that of Lord John either belonged, for the eye, to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no... | duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to c... | The Outcry |
This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. | No speaker | of comfort when they’re worried.”<|quote|>This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally.</|quote|>“And they’re worried now, you | am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.”<|quote|>This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally.</|quote|>“And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother | you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.”<|quote|>This but fed the light f... | surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She cl... | “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in ... | tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in ... | to no such complacent company or enjoyed a relation to it in which the odd twists and turns of history must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be m... | down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of ... | The Outcry |
“And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” | Lord John | would, all the facts equally.<|quote|>“And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,”</|quote|>he went on as with | lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally.<|quote|>“And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,”</|quote|>he went on as with a practised glance in the | rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally.<|quote|>“And they’re wo... | in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she... | imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know some... | he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motorin... | must have been more frequent than any dull avenue or easy sequence. Lady Sandgate was shiningly modern, and perhaps at no point more so than by the effect of her express repudiation of a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands... | been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to lea... | The Outcry |
he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; | No speaker | mind speaking of that truth,”<|quote|>he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy;</|quote|>“but I think I should | isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,”<|quote|>he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy;</|quote|>“but I think I should like you to know that | the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,”<|quote|>he went on as with a practised gla... | say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perce... | the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too the... | grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I ... | a mundane future certain to be more and more offensive to women of real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or ev... | general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgat... | The Outcry |
“but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” | Lord John | in the direction of delicacy;<|quote|>“but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. | as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy;<|quote|>“but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should | all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy;<|quote|>“but I think I should like you to know that... | deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And ... | abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house genera... | party, as he calls himself--and calls, if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no... | real quality and of formed taste. Clearly, at any rate, in her hands, the clue to the antique confidence had lost itself, and repose, however founded, had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumab... | as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. Bu... | The Outcry |
Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. | No speaker | made such an impression here.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.</|quote|>“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should | ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.</|quote|>“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card | she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.</|quote|>“Because poor Kit... | to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind s... | idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _yo... | well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to se... | had given way to curiosity--that is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably... | show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not... | The Outcry |
“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly d... | Lady Sandgate | Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.<|quote|>“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely you... | made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.<|quote|>“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘loo... | to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge.<|quote|>“Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never... | when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he wen... | instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let ... | confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t t... | is to speculation--however disguised. She might have consented, or even attained, to being but gracefully stupid, but she would presumably have confessed, if put on her trial for restlessness or for intelligence, that she _was_, after all, almost clever enough to be vulgar. Unmistakably, moreover, she had still, with h... | I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled ... | The Outcry |
She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. | No speaker | most beautiful daughter at home.”<|quote|>She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply.</|quote|>“You mean that our lovely | formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.”<|quote|>She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply.</|quote|>“You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of | suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.”<|quote|>She had put the picture ... | in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness know... | ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, a... | “No, I’m for three days at Chanter with my mother; whom, as she kindly lent me her car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down wo... | bold eyes and her large constant smile, the degree of beauty that might pretend to put every other question by. Lord John addressed her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discrim... | of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out ... | The Outcry |
“You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” | Lord John | inquiry in Lord John’s reply.<|quote|>“You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?”</|quote|>His temporary hostess, even with | to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply.<|quote|>“You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?”</|quote|>His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared | entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply.<|quote|>“You mean that our lovely young widows--to s... | why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘... | can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great n... | to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate o... | her as with a significant manner that he might have had--that of a lack of need, or even of interest, for any explanation about herself: it would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s of... | left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed t... | The Outcry |
His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. | No speaker | predicaments, how to turn round?”<|quote|>His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it.</|quote|>“Well, in that set----!” “My | to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?”<|quote|>His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it.</|quote|>“Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she | home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?”<|quote|>His temporary hostess, even wi... | to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a sha... | lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I shoul... | just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded ge... | would have been clear that he was apt to discriminate with sharpness among possible claims on his attention. “I luckily find _you_ at least, Lady Sandgate--they tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than... | can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?” “No, I’m for three da... | The Outcry |
“Well, in that set----!” | Lady Sandgate | But she smiled for it.<|quote|>“Well, in that set----!”</|quote|>“My mother’s set?” However, if | wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it.<|quote|>“Well, in that set----!”</|quote|>“My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could | that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it.<|quote|>“Well, in that set----!”</|qu... | ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely... | of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Becaus... | does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, f... | tell me Theign’s off somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; givin... | of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to see. But you haven’t then,” she added, “come from town?”... | The Outcry |
“My mother’s set?” | Lord John | it. “Well, in that set----!”<|quote|>“My mother’s set?”</|quote|>However, if she could smile | thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!”<|quote|>“My mother’s set?”</|quote|>However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much | widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!”<|quote|>“My mother’s set?”</|quote... | as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought ... | noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber... | asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a su... | somewhere.” She replied as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the... | vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome... | The Outcry |
However, if she could smile he could laugh. | No speaker | that set----!” “My mother’s set?”<|quote|>However, if she could smile he could laugh.</|quote|>“I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she | smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?”<|quote|>However, if she could smile he could laugh.</|quote|>“I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her | of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?”<|quote|>However, if she could smile he... | young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time... | isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should ... | allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that ... | as with the general habit, on her side, of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to fo... | she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equ... | The Outcry |
“I’m much obliged!” | Lord John | could smile he could laugh.<|quote|>“I’m much obliged!”</|quote|>“Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t | mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh.<|quote|>“I’m much obliged!”</|quote|>“Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the | have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh.<|quote|>“I’m much obliged!”</|quote|>“O... | formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to... | that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn ... | fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “Y... | of bland reassurance; it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was s... | it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compa... | The Outcry |
“Oh,” | Lady Sandgate | could laugh. “I’m much obliged!”<|quote|>“Oh,”</|quote|>she qualified, “I don’t criticise | if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!”<|quote|>“Oh,”</|quote|>she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways | in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!”<|quote|>“Oh,”</|quote|>she qualifi... | the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” Hi... | went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in sil... | last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” ... | it mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such ... | to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise... | The Outcry |
she qualified, | No speaker | laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,”<|quote|>she qualified,</|quote|>“I don’t criticise her Grace; | she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,”<|quote|>she qualified,</|quote|>“I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions | predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,”<|quote|>she qualified,</|quote|... | mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His te... | on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence,... | invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wo... | mostly had easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an ... | a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footin... | The Outcry |
“I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” | Lady Sandgate | much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified,<|quote|>“I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----”</|quote|>“Make it” --he took her | smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified,<|quote|>“I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----”</|quote|>“Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the | to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified,<|quote|>“I don’t criticise her Gra... | beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary ho... | with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’... | in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too m... | easier consequences--for herself--than the perhaps more showy creation of alarm. “Only off in the park--open to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of t... | well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a strain. “It quite sticks out of you, and every one moreover has for some time past been waiting to se... | The Outcry |
“Make it” | Lord John | and tone of this house----”<|quote|>“Make it”</|quote|>--he took her sense straight | but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----”<|quote|>“Make it”</|quote|>--he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in | after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----”<|quote|>“Make it”</|quote|>--he t... | as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown hi... | you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upo... | “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you se... | to-day for a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh ... | “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision... | The Outcry |
--he took her sense straight from her-- | No speaker | of this house----” “Make it”<|quote|>--he took her sense straight from her--</|quote|>“the house in England where | ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it”<|quote|>--he took her sense straight from her--</|quote|>“the house in England where one feels most the false | moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it”<|quote|>--he took her sense str... | to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. ... | know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her f... | know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where... | a school-feast from Dedborough, as you may have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so gre... | languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to... | The Outcry |
“the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” | Lord John | her sense straight from her--<|quote|>“the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,”</|quote|>he we... | house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her--<|quote|>“the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputati... | But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her--<|quote|>“the house in England wh... | Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, i... | bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herse... | was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “you... | have made out from the avenue; giving good advice, at the top of his lungs, to four hundred and fifty children.” It was such a scene, and such an aspect of the personage so accounted for, as Lord John could easily take in, and his recognition familiarly smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be m... | could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is c... | The Outcry |
he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; | No speaker | of her reputation? Exactly so,”<|quote|>he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity;</|quote|>“and just that, I assure | wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,”<|quote|>he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity;</|quote|>“and just that, I assure you, is a large part | straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,”<|quote|>he went on before she co... | disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house i... | her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that o... | made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “Yo... | smiled. “Oh he’s so great on such occasions that I’m sorry to be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of d... | car, I should have rather liked to bring.” Lady Sandgate left the unsaid, in this connection, languish no longer than was decent. “But whom you doubtless had to leave, by her preference, just settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess... | The Outcry |
“and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” | Lord John | it with a diplomatic ambiguity;<|quote|>“and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.”</|quote|>“Not the association of bankruptcy--no; | on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity;<|quote|>“and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.”</|quote|>“Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” | false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity;<|quote|>“and just that, I assure y... | “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and b... | as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought ... | “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of com... | be missing it.” “I’ve _had_ to miss it,” Lady Sandgate sighed-- “that is to miss the peroration. I’ve just left them, but he had even then been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, ... | of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that tru... | The Outcry |
“Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” | Lady Sandgate | come with any such associations.”<|quote|>“Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!”</|quote|>The young man appeared to | come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.”<|quote|>“Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!”</|quote|>The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a | least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.”<|quote|>“Not the association of bankruptcy--n... | traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the inte... | a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide ... | deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And ... | been going on for twenty minutes, and I dare say that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself a... | not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks ... | The Outcry |
The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. | No speaker | as you represent the payee!”<|quote|>The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken.</|quote|>“How do you know so | “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!”<|quote|>The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken.</|quote|>“How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I | Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!”<|quote|>The young man appeared to... | her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she ... | note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she... | could only decide to deal quite simply. “You can’t say more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is c... | that if you care to take a look you’ll find him, poor dear victim of duty, still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular ... | her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’... | The Outcry |
“How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” | Lord John | almost as a liberty taken.<|quote|>“How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?”</|quote|>She bethought herself--but briefly and | this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken.<|quote|>“How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?”</|quote|>She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, | that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken.<|quote|>“How do you know so well... | of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part... | nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he... | to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind s... | still _at_ it.” “I’ll warrant--for, as I often tell him, he makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in... | herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to s... | The Outcry |
She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. | No speaker | Lady Sandgate, what I represent?”<|quote|>She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely.</|quote|>“Well, don’t you represent, by | do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?”<|quote|>She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely.</|quote|>“Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond | I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?”<|quote|>She bethought ... | list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t com... | out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t... | the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in t... | makes the idea of one’s duty an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measu... | fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “Y... | The Outcry |
“Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that ... | Lady Sandgate | bethought herself--but briefly and bravely.<|quote|>“Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the ... | Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely.<|quote|>“Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; ... | personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely.<|qu... | nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “N... | round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways... | perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “b... | an awful thing to his friends by the extravagance with which he always overdoes it.” And the image itself appeared in some degree to prompt this particular edified friend to look at his watch and consider. “I should like to come in for the grand _finale_, but I rattled over in a great measure to meet a party, as he cal... | in this house generally; where I’m so often made welcome, you see, and where----” “Where,” he broke in at once, “your jolly good footing quite sticks out of _you_, perhaps you’ll let me say!” She clearly didn’t mind his seeing her ask herself how she should deal with so much rather juvenile intelligence; and indeed she... | The Outcry |
null | No speaker | commending yourself to dear Grace?”<|quote|>nan</|quote|>“treatment” by which his negative | a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?”<|quote|>nan</|quote|>“treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to | represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?”<|quote|>nan</|... | you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent ... | “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he... | you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upo... | if you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever... | to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lov... | The Outcry |
“treatment” | No speaker | yourself to dear Grace?” nan<|quote|>“treatment”</|quote|>by which his negative nose | helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan<|quote|>“treatment”</|quote|>by which his negative nose had been enabled to look | the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan<|quote|>“treatment”<... | represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the ... | it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went ... | to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon he... | you please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever co... | more than I feel--and am proud to feel!--at being of comfort when they’re worried.” This but fed the light flame of his easy perception--which lighted for him, if she would, all the facts equally. “And they’re worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if sh... | The Outcry |
by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, without promise--and a neatness, a coolness and an ease, a clear instinct for making point take, on his behalf, the place of weight and immun... | No speaker | to dear Grace?” nan “treatment”<|quote|>by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, without promise--and a neatness, a coolness and an ease, a clear instinct for making point take, on h... | hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment”<|quote|>by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, without promise--and a neatness, a coolness and an ease, a clear ins... | belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment”<|quote|>by w... | the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--ve... | --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on b... | know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it has made such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her f... | please, even me!--who’s motoring down by appointment and whom I think I should be here to receive; as well as a little, I confess, in the hope of a glimpse of Lady Grace: if you can perhaps imagine _that!_” “I can imagine it perfectly,” said Lady Sandgate, whom evidently no perceptions of that general order ever cost a... | such an impression here.” Lady Sandgate forestalled his knowledge. “Because poor Kitty Imber--who should either never touch a card or else learn to suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even mo... | The Outcry |
“May I ask what you mean,” | Lord John | scarce have been considerately irritable.<|quote|>“May I ask what you mean,”</|quote|>he inquired of Lady Sandgate, | his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable.<|quote|>“May I ask what you mean,”</|quote|>he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my | was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable.<|quote|>“May I ask what you... | ease, a clear instinct for making point take, on his behalf, the place of weight and immunity that of capacity, which represented somehow the art of living at a high pitch and yet at a low cost. There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of t... | you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend... | temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditi... | settling down to bridge.” “Oh, to sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded geniall... | worried now, you imply, because my terrible mother is capable of heavy gains and of making a great noise if she isn’t paid? I ought to mind speaking of that truth,” he went on as with a practised glance in the direction of delicacy; “but I think I should like you to know that I myself am not a bit ignorant of why it ha... | The Outcry |
he inquired of Lady Sandgate, | No speaker | I ask what you mean,”<|quote|>he inquired of Lady Sandgate,</|quote|>“by the question of my | have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,”<|quote|>he inquired of Lady Sandgate,</|quote|>“by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re | temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,”<|quote|>he inquired of Lady Sandga... | point take, on his behalf, the place of weight and immunity that of capacity, which represented somehow the art of living at a high pitch and yet at a low cost. There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certai... | certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending you... | on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make ... | sit down would imply that my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah ye... | suffer in silence, as I’ve had to, goodness knows!--has thrown herself, with her impossible big debt, upon her father? whom she thinks herself entitled to ‘look to’ even more as a lovely young widow with a good jointure than she formerly did as the mere most beautiful daughter at home.” She had put the picture a shade ... | The Outcry |
“by the question of my ‘arranging’?” | Lord John | he inquired of Lady Sandgate,<|quote|>“by the question of my ‘arranging’?”</|quote|>“I mean that you’re the | I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate,<|quote|>“by the question of my ‘arranging’?”</|quote|>“I mean that you’re the very clever son of a | views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate,<|quote|>“by the question of my ‘a... | the place of weight and immunity that of capacity, which represented somehow the art of living at a high pitch and yet at a low cost. There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have conclud... | represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment... | after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense str... | my mother at some moment of the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of th... | assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate,... | The Outcry |
“I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.” | Lady Sandgate | the question of my ‘arranging’?”<|quote|>“I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.”</|quote|>“Oh, I’m less clever than | inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?”<|quote|>“I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.”</|quote|>“Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” he replied-- “if | concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?”<|quote|>“I mean that you’re the ... | that of capacity, which represented somehow the art of living at a high pitch and yet at a low cost. There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifi... | more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to l... | disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house i... | the day gets up----!” “Which the Duchess never does?” --Lady Sand-gate only asked to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a yo... | and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her reputation? Exactly so,” he went on before she could meet it with a diplomatic ambiguity; “and just that, I assure you, is a large part of the reason I ... | The Outcry |
“Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” | Lord John | of a very clever mother.”<|quote|>“Oh, I’m less clever than you think,”</|quote|>he replied-- “if you really | you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.”<|quote|>“Oh, I’m less clever than you think,”</|quote|>he replied-- “if you really think it of me at | instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.”<|quote|>“Oh, I’m less clever than yo... | pitch and yet at a low cost. There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion o... | fine healthy old stem; and, consistently with that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had ple... | mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankr... | to be allowed to show how she saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise... | picture a shade interrogatively, but this was as nothing to the note of free inquiry in Lord John’s reply. “You mean that our lovely young widows--to say nothing of lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to... | The Outcry |
he replied-- | No speaker | less clever than you think,”<|quote|>he replied--</|quote|>“if you really think it | very clever mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,”<|quote|>he replied--</|quote|>“if you really think it of me at all; and | the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,”<|quote|>he replied--</|quote|>“if you real... | There was that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest i... | that, the hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, ha... | he could laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list ... | saw it. “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in c... | I assure you, is a large part of the reason I like to come here--since I personally don’t come with any such associations.” “Not the association of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgat... | The Outcry |
“if you really think it of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!” | Lord John | than you think,” he replied--<|quote|>“if you really think it of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!”</|quote|>“Than I think?” Lady Sandgate | mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” he replied--<|quote|>“if you really think it of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!”</|quote|>“Than I think?” Lady Sandgate echoed. “Why, she’s the person | of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” he replied--<|quote|>“if you really think it of me a... | that in his satisfied air which still suggested sharp wants--and this was withal the ambiguity; for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would... | hope of arranging with our admirable host here that he shall lend a helpful hand to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, ... | laugh. “I’m much obliged!” “Oh,” she qualified, “I don’t criticise her Grace; but the ways and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her ga... | “She fights to the last, invincible; gathering in the spoils and only routing her friends?” She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassio... | lovely young wives--ought by this time to have made out, in predicaments, how to turn round?” His temporary hostess, even with his eyes on her, appeared to decide after a moment not wholly to disown his thought. But she smiled for it. “Well, in that set----!” “My mother’s set?” However, if she could smile he could laug... | The Outcry |
“Than I think?” | Lady Sandgate | mamma’s a good sight cleverer!”<|quote|>“Than I think?”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate echoed. “Why, she’s | of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!”<|quote|>“Than I think?”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate echoed. “Why, she’s the person in all our | you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” he replied-- “if you really think it of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!”<|quote|>“Than I think?”</|quote|>Lady Sandgate echo... | for the temper of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandga... | to your commending yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, without promise--and a neatness, a coolness and an ease, a clear instinct for mak... | and traditions and tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the ... | She abounded genially in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house ge... | you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations? Don’t you represent the belief--very natural, I grant--that more than _one_ perverse and extravagant flower will be unlikely on such a fine hea... | The Outcry |
Lady Sandgate echoed. | No speaker | sight cleverer!” “Than I think?”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate echoed.</|quote|>“Why, she’s the person in | all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!” “Than I think?”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate echoed.</|quote|>“Why, she’s the person in all our world I would | inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the question of my ‘arranging’?” “I mean that you’re the very clever son of a very clever mother.” “Oh, I’m less clever than you think,” he replied-- “if you really think it of me at all; and mamma’s a good sight cleverer!” “Than I think?”<|quote|>Lady Sandgate echoed.</|quote|>“Why, she’... | of these appetites or views was certainly, you would have concluded, not such as always to sacrifice to form. If he really, for instance, wanted Lady Grace, the passion or the sense of his interest in it would scarce have been considerately irritable. “May I ask what you mean,” he inquired of Lady Sandgate, “by the que... | yourself to dear Grace?” nan “treatment” by which his negative nose had been enabled to look important and his meagre mouth to smile its spareness away. He had pleasant but hard little eyes--they glittered, handsomely, without promise--and a neatness, a coolness and an ease, a clear instinct for making point take, on ... | tone of this house----” “Make it” --he took her sense straight from her-- “the house in England where one feels most the false note of a dishevelled and bankrupt elder daughter breaking in with a list of her gaming debts--to say nothing of others!--and wishing to have at least those wiped out in the interest of her rep... | in her privileged vision. “Ah yes--we know something of that!” Lord John, who was a young man of a rambling but not of an idle eye, fixed her an instant with a surprise that was yet not steeped in compassion. “You too then?” She wouldn’t, however, too meanly narrow it down. “Well, in this house generally; where I’m so ... | of bankruptcy--no; as you represent the payee!” The young man appeared to regard this imputation for a moment almost as a liberty taken. “How do you know so well, Lady Sandgate, what I represent?” She bethought herself--but briefly and bravely. “Well, don’t you represent, by your own admission, certain fond aspirations... | The Outcry |
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