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'I suppose you know you have kept us waiting, said his sister. 'Awf'ly sorry. Couldn't get here before. He spoke as if he had not altogether the command of his tongue, and with a fixed meaningless smile. 'We had better not delay, said Barmby, taking up his hat. 'Seven o'clock. We ought to be at Charing Cross before eight; that will allow us about three hours. They set forth at once.
Her pitiable deficiency of courage, excusing a man for this and that small matter in the thick of the conflict, made demands on him for gentle treatment. 'You have not seen any one? she asked. 'City people. And you, my love? 'Mr. Barmby called. He has gone down to Tunbridge Wells for a week, to some friend there. She added, in pain of thought: 'I have seen Dartrey.
The Cormyns, the Yatts, and Priscilla Graves, and Pempton, foolish fellow, and that bothering Barmby, and Peridon and Catkin, were the lineing of his nest. Well, and so they had been before Lakelands rose. What had induced! . . . he suddenly felt foreign to himself. The shrouded figure of his lost Idea on London Bridge went by.
Barmby, upon occasions, had set that dimple in Nesta's cheek quivering, though Simeon Fenellan was not at hand, and there was no telling how it was done, beyond the evidence that Victor willed it so.
Fenellan would not call him The Inchcape Bell! She murmured this to herself. Mr. Barmby was absent for two weeks. 'Can anything have offended him? Victor inquired, in some consternation, appreciating the man's worth, and the grand basso he was; together with the need for him at the Lakelands Concert in August. Nataly wrote Mr. Barmby a direct invitation. She had no reply.
Skepsey's narrative of Matilda Pridden's work down at the East of London; was effective; it had the ring to thrill a responsive chord in Mr. Barmby, who mused on London's East, and martyrly service there. His present expectations were of a very different sort; but a beautiful bride, bringing us wealth, is no misleading beam, if we direct the riches rightly.
For a quarter of an hour she stood with this sheet open, as though still reading. Her face was void of emotion; she had a vacant look, cheerless, but with no more decided significance. Then she remembered that Samuel Barmby was waiting for her downstairs. He might have something to say which really concerned her. Better see him at once and get rid of him.
Generally, Mr. Barmby found, and justly, that it is in superior estimation among his countrymen of all classes. They are shown by example how to look, think, speak; what to do.
Septimus Barmby received the meed of her smile, for saying in his many-fathom bass, with an eye on Victor: 'At least we may boast of breeding men, who are leaders of men. The announcement of luncheon, by Victor's butler Arlington, opportunely followed and freighted the remark with a happy recognition of that which comes to us from the hands of conquerors. Dr.
Barmbys felt afraid to undertake so long a journey after dark. 'I know some one who would very much like to go, said Jessica, steadying her voice. 'Could you spare me a ticket to give away, Mr Barmby? Samuel smiled graciously, and promised the ticket. Of course it was for Jessica's own use.
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