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"Ah, I've been looking for you, Bruton. I wanted to tell you that I thoroughly understand now what your feelings must have been like the other night." "Don't talk about it," said my father. "Oh, I don't know," said the colonel. "It's painful, but one knows the worst." "No," said my father, sadly; "unfortunately we do not know the worst." "What do you mean? We can soon set to work and rebuild.
Very little, however, was said between them, and Lady Lufton expressed no surprise when Griselda begged to be left alone at home, instead of accompanying her ladyship when the carriage came to the door. Nobody called in Bruton Street that afternoon no one, at least, was let in except the archdeacon. He came there late in the day, and remained with his daughter till Lady Lufton returned.
"Hubert Delafield was never happy, that I can remember," thought Wilfrid Bury, as he sat over his fire, "and this chap has the same expression. That woman in Bruton Street would never do for him apart from all the other unsuitability. He ought to find something sweet and restful. And yet I don't know. The Delafields are a discontented lot. If you plague them, they are inclined to love you.
Manning, by the way, contributed articles on Chinese jests to the New Monthly Magazine in 1826. A preliminary sketch of the second portion of this essay will be found in the letter to Coleridge dated March 9, 1822. See also the letters to Mr. and Mrs. Bruton, January 6, 1823, to Mrs.
Through that side I can reach at his heart, and prove him a fool like myself, where he esteemed and confided! Good." Thus soliloquizing, Lord L'Estrange gained the corner of Bruton Street, when he was again somewhat abruptly accosted. "My dear Lord L'Estrange, let me shake you by the hand; for Heaven knows when I may see you again, and you have suffered me to assist in one good action."
Sir Wilfrid stopped short at the Park end of Bruton Street, with a start of memory. "I saw it once! I remember now perfectly."
I wish that I could throw into a heap the remainder of our joint existences, that we might share them in equal division. But that is impossible. The house was at that time in the occupation of a substantial yeoman, who had married my grandmother's sister. His name was Gladman. My grandmother was a Bruton, married to a Field.
And though Melmotte himself found it difficult to trust anybody, he thought that there was more possible good than evil to be expected from the proposed interview. 'Oh, you shall see her, he said. 'I don't suppose she's such a fool as to try that kind of thing again. Then the door in Bruton Street was opened, and Hetta, repenting her mission, found herself almost pushed into the hall.
But Aunt Jane was kissing and fondling all the time; and the end of this sad naughty evening was, that Kate went to sleep with more softness, love, and repentance in her heart, than there had been since her coming to Bruton Street. Lady Caergwent was thoroughly ashamed and bumbled by that unhappy evening.
Bishop Aquablanca probably built the graceful north-west transept of the cathedral, containing the shrine under which lie the remains of his nephew, a Dean of Hereford, together with his own, except the heart. This was carried, as he had requested it should be, to the church he had founded in his native place. *John de Breton*, or Bruton, A.D. 1268-1275. *Thomas de Cantilupe*, A.D. 1275-1282.
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