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This would be the largest, most ambitious party she had ever given the guests expected numbered between twenty and thirty, and had, besides, carte blanche to bring with them anyone who happened to be staying with them and it would be a disgrace under which Mary, reared in Mrs. Beamish's school, could never again have held up her head, had a single article on her supper-table run short.

Wyndham made a feeble attempt to rouse himself, and turned to hear what the captain had to say. "You wonder," said Riddell, "how I came to know about that visit to Beamish's. Would it astonish you to hear that till this time yesterday I never knew about it at all?" "What!" exclaimed Wyndham, incredulously; "you were talking to me about it two or three days before." "So you thought.

As it was, the last thing any one went to Beamish's for was to study fishes, the other attractions of the place the skittles, bowls, and refreshment bars being far more popular. These things in themselves, of course, were not enough to make Beamish's a bad place.

Brunel afterwards invented other wood-working machinery, but none to compare in merit and excellence with the above, For further particulars of his career, see BEAMISH'S Memoirs of Sir Marc Isambard Brunel, C.E. London. 1862. Among the last works executed by the firm during Mr.

He fled, repeating his tale, that he had seen 'Beamish's Duchess, and Chloe attending her, at an assignation in the South Grove, where a gentleman, unknown to the Wells, presented himself to the adventurous ladies, and they walked together a tale ending with nods.

"I mean, may I go and tell him that I went those two times to Beamish's? I promise to say nothing about you." Gilks laughed once more. "What do I care what you go and tell him?" he said. "If you want to get expelled as badly as all that I don't want to prevent you, I'm sure." "Then I really may?" exclaimed poor Wyndham, scarcely believing his own ears.

For myself, I was really so engrossed by my narrative, and so excited by the "ponche," that I saw or heard very little of what was passing around, and have only a kind of dim recollection of being seized by the hand by "Feargus," who was Beamish's brother, and who, in the fullness of his heart, would have hugged me to his breast, if I had not opportunely been so overpowered as to fall senseless under the table.

For ten minutes, at least, I sat quietly waiting to see what would happen next very much surprised at the remark that had been made to me, and wondering at Uncle Beamish's protracted absence. Suddenly he entered the room and closed the door. "Here's a go!" said he, slapping his leg, but very gently. "We're mistook the worst kind. We're mistook for doctors."

"And you couldn't see what the honour of the school had to do with your going to Beamish's, could you?" asked Riddell. "Well, no. Perhaps it has, but I didn't see it at the time." "Of course not," said the captain, "and if I had been thinking of Beamish's I should never have said such a stupid thing." "Why, what do you mean?" said Wyndham, puzzled. "Why, this.

Having folded and sealed this despatch, I turned to give Lord Callonby an account of the business, and showed him Beamish's note, at which he was greatly amused: and, indeed, it furnished food for mirth for the whole party during the evening. The next morning I set out with Lord Callonby on the long-threatened canvassing expedition with the details of which I need not burden my "Confessions."