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"I can see no reason why I should not drive you this bright day to the Elfin's Well; we have long had an engagement to go there." The lady smiled a gracious assent: the pony phaeton was immediately ordered. "How pleasant Lady Courtown and I used to discourse about martingales! I think I invented one, did not I? Pray, Mrs.
What! with my high character and connections, with my stake in society, was it to be expected that I, the Marquess of Carabas, was going to make any move which compromised the predominancy of my interests? No, no, no, my Lord Courtown; the predominant interest must be kept predominant; eh! Vivian?" "To be sure, my Lord; explicitness and decision will soon arrange any desagremens."
Vivian Grey, who had never yet condescended to acknowledge his existence, asked him one morning, with the most fascinating of smiles and with the most conciliating voice, "whether they should ride together." The young heir-apparent looked stiff and assented. He arrived again at Chateau Desir in a couple of hours, desperately enamoured of the eldest Miss Courtown.
"You are right, you are right; there is Courtown, but we do not speak; there is Beaconsfield, but we are not intimate: but much might be done." "My Lord, you must not be daunted at a few difficulties, or at a little exertion.
Million to say that we shall be most happy to see her; but as the castle is very full, she must not come with five carriages-and-four, as she did last year." "And will Mrs. Million dine with us in the Hall, Marquess?" asked Cynthia Courtown. "Mrs.
I am very annoyed at not being able to go to town with you, but Lady Courtown is so pressing! and I have really promised so often to stay a week with her, that I thought it was better to make out my promise at once than in six months hence." "Well!
Cleveland only agreed to take the lead of the party in the Commons, and received the personal pledge of Lord Courtown as to the promised office. It was a September day, and to escape from the excessive heat of the sun, and at the same time to enjoy the freshness of the air, Vivian was writing his letters in the conservatory, which opened into one of the drawing-rooms.
Boreall; "well, I must confess, I cannot agree with you." "I should have been extremely surprised if you could. If you do not insult that man, Miss Courtown, in ten minutes I shall be no more. I have already a nervous fever." "May I have the honour of taking a glass of champagne with you, Mr. Grey?" said Boreall. "Mr. Grey, indeed!" muttered Vivian: "Sir, I never drink anything but brandy."
She copied letters for Sir Berdmore, and composed letters for Lord Courtown, and construed letters to Lord Beaconsfield; they, in return, echoed her praises to her delighted relative, who was daily congratulated on the possession of "such a fascinating sister in law." "Well, Vivian," said Mrs.
They succeed clearly because the party who placed them in power, because they represented certain opinions, still continue to them their support. Some of the most influential members of that party, I am bold to say, may be found in this room. I don't know, if the boroughs of Lord Courtown and Lord Beaconsfield were withdrawn at a critical division, what might be the result.
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