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"I'm the straightforwardest of men at a word of command." "This is a whisper. Be alert, as you were last night. Shuffle the table well. A little liveliness will do it. I don't imagine malice, but there's curiosity, which is often as bad, and not so lightly foiled. We have Lady Busshe and Lady Culmer here." "To sweep the cobwebs out of the sky!" "Well, then, can you fence with broomsticks?"
The exceedingly lively conversation at his table was lauded by Lady Culmer. "Though," said she, "what it all meant, and what was the drift of it, I couldn't tell to save my life. Is it every day the same with you here?" "Very much." "How you must enjoy a spell of dulness!" "If you said simplicity and not talking for effect! I generally cast anchor by Laetitia Dale." "Ah!" Lady Busshe coughed.
“Well,” said the admiral’s lady, “I think, Captain M., had I known this Billy Culmer, as you call him, I certainly should have made a pet of him.” “I am afraid, my dear,” answered the Admiral, who appeared relieved now the story was at an end, “you would have found him very pettish.” The admiral’s play on the word produced a smile.
This time he thought Laetitia must have betrayed him, and bowing to Lady Busshe and Lady Culmer, gallantly pressing their fingers and responding to their becks and archnesses, he ruminated on his defences before he should accost her father. He did not want to be alone with the man, and he considered how his presence might be made useful. "I am glad to see you, Mr. Dale. Pray, be seated.
"Who?" "She has." "She? Sir Willoughby?" "Refused! declines the honour." "Oh, never! No, that carries the incredible beyond romance. But is he perfectly at . . ." "Quite, it seems. And she was asked in due form and refused." "No, and no again!" "My dear, I have it from Mr. Dale." "Mr. Dale, what can be the signification of her conduct?" "Indeed, Lady Culmer," said Mr.
I had lost sight of this extraordinary being for more than eight years,’ continued his lordship, ‘when, as I was standing on the platform at Portsmouth, waiting for a boat from the frigate I commanded, I was much surprised to see Billy Culmer, in a dirty sailor’s dress, a few yards from me. He perceived me, and pulled off his hat. “Hulloa!” said I, “Billy; where have you come from?
"Have I ever offended Lady Busshe?" "She trumpets you. She carries Lady Culmer with her too, and you may expect a visit of nods and hints and pots of alabaster. They worship you: you are the hope of England in their eyes, and no woman is worthy of you: but they are a pair of fatalists, and if you begin upon Letty Dale with them, you might as well forbid your banns.
He was further annoyed to hear Miss Eleanor and Miss Isabel Patterne agree together that "caricature" was the final word of the definition. Relatives should know better than to deliver these awards to us in public. "Well?" quoth Lady Busshe, expressive of stupefaction at the strange dust she had raised. "Are they on view, Miss Middleton?" inquired Lady Culmer.
You are here because ? of course you wish to see Sir Willoughby. She? I did not catch you quite. She? . . . it seems, you say . . . ?" Lady Culmer said to the Patterne ladies: "You must have had a distressing time. These affairs always mount up to a climax, unless people are very well bred. We saw it coming. Naturally we did not expect such a transformation of brides: who could?
She had rebuked herself for want of reserve in the presence of Lady Busshe and Lady Culmer, and she was guilty of a slightly excessive containment when she next addressed Laetitia. It was, like Laetitia's look at Dr.
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