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The surface of the place now more particularly mentioned had been worn smooth by the action of the passage of water, so that it presented the appearance of an enormous tessellated pavement, before which the celebrated Roman one at Bognor, in Sussex, which I remember, when I was a boy, on a visit to Goodwood, though more artistically but not more fantastically arranged, would be compelled to hide its diminished head.
With the Norfolk jacket still on his knees, he plunged into another silent meditation. "That wouldn't matter," he said. "It's the bike's the bother. "No good going back to Bognor. "Might send it back by carrier, of course. Thanking him for the loan. Having no further use " Mr. Hoopdriver chuckled and lapsed into the silent concoction of a delightfully impudent letter. "Mr.
He directed me. It was something like sending post cards from Skegness or Bognor, there in the post-office. I was trying to make myself agree to stay in Andermatt for the night. But I could not. The whole place was so terribly raw and flat and accidental, as if great pieces of furniture had tumbled out of a pantechnicon and lay discarded by the road.
His second wife adopted his habits, left him shortly before his death, and died at Clifton in 1878. The pair used to quarrel about some jewels which Mr. S. concealed in the flooring of a room where the ghost was never seen. A Mr L. now took the house, but died six months later. Bognor House stood empty for four years, during which there was vague talk of hauntings.
The last years of the eighteenth century were prolific in the birth of south-coast watering places or in the transformation of decayed ports or remote seaside hamlets into fashionable bathing places. Bognor is a case in point and comes within the latter category.
But in Aylwin Rossetti lives as I knew him; it is impossible to imagine a more living picture of the man. I have stayed with Rossetti at 16 Cheyne Walk for weeks at a time, and at Bognor also, and at Kelmscott the 'Hurstcote' of Aylwin.
From Winchester, roads branch in every direction, and to turn abruptly westward was clearly the way to throw off the chase. As Hoopdriver saw the moon rising broad and yellow through the twilight, he thought he should revive the effect of that ride out of Bognor; but somehow, albeit the moon and all the atmospheric effects were the same, the emotions were different.
“From Bognor my brother returned to his house in Cheyne Walk; and in the summer he paid a visit to two of his kindest and most considerate friends, Lord and Lady Mount-Temple, at their seat of Broadlands in Hampshire. He executed there a portrait in chalks of Lady Mount-Temple.
"My sister had gone to Bognor But I brought her back here. I've took a fancy to this place. And the moonlight's simply dee-vine." "We've had supper, thenks, and we're tired," said Mr. Hoopdriver. "I suppose you won't take anything, Jessie?" The glory of having her, even as a sister! and to call her Jessie like that! But he carried it off splendidly, as he felt himself bound to admit.
We seem to be all living more or less on other people, all immensely 'beholden. You can easily say of course that I'm worst of all. The children and their people, at Bognor, are in borrowed quarters mother got them lent her as to which, no doubt, I'm perfectly aware that I ought to be there sharing them, taking care of my little brother and sister, instead of sitting here at Mr.
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