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Of the same era appeared to be the great gateway, and the turret above it, containing a clock, the hands of which pointed to 3.40. Aubrey had rather it had been four, at which time the office closed.
Aubrey is credulous, appallingly frank, a strong partisan, a man of great industry and learning, by no means trustworthy, but none the less entertaining and delightful.
Of Hobbes, Milton's widow told Aubrey "that he was not of his acquaintance; that her husband did not like him at all, but would acknowledge him to be a man of great parts." Owing to these circumstances, the circle of Milton's intimates contains few, and those undistinguished names. One exception there was.
He knew "little Latin and less Greek,"* said a friend in after life, but then that friend was very learned and might think "little" that which we might take for "a good deal." Indeed, another old writer says "he understood Latin pretty well." *Ben Jonson. John Aubrey. We know little either of Shakespeare's school hours or play hours, but once or twice at least he may have seen a play or pageant.
When they went out Leonard refused to spread his rug in that only bed of pulverized shingle; and Ethel respected his avoidance of it as delicacy to her whose husband had no doubt often occupied that spot. 'He is a thorough gentleman, said she, as she walked away with Aubrey. 'He might be an Eton fellow, was the significant reply. 'I wonder what made him so! said Ethel, musingly.
He was a widower, and had only one child, a daughter; and I was therefore at no loss to discover who was the beautiful female I had noted and admired. On the day after my conversation with Aubrey detailed in the last chapter, in riding past this cottage alone, I perceived a crowd assembled round the entrance; I paused to inquire the cause.
"So with this vision of my Lord before me I take my stand, Aubrey Treherne, upon the very summit of the holy temple of wifehood and motherhood, and I say to you: 'Get thee gone, Satan! You may have bowed my mind to the very dust in shame over your wicked words, but you cannot cause my womanhood to descend one step from off its throne.
Robert Ross proves so triumphantly, came from Germany and Russia and is to be attributed in part to the contempt educated Germans and Russians feel for the hypocritical vagaries of English prudery. The illustrations of Aubrey Beardsley, too, it must be admitted, were an additional offence to the ordinary English reader, for they intensified the peculiar atmosphere of the drama.
To be sure, Aubrey used to tell me every night that he was going to dig up the bed of cannas and coleus the moment her back was turned, but as I, too, was quite willing to see that done, it seemed to me that I was treading a somewhat dangerous road with great discretion and a tact I never should get the credit for.
I looked expectantly at Aubrey. "Gentlemen," he said, quietly. "You have heard the noises from the surrounding apartments to-day, and you have admitted that they were extraordinary. I declare them not to be borne. If then, you cannot mitigate the nuisance, this apartment will be at your disposal from the first of February." They smiled patronizingly.
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