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Before sunset he returned to Hurstley in a postchaise with the Oxford physician, whom he had furnished with an able and accurate diagnosis of the case. All that art could devise, and all that devotion could suggest, were lavished on the sufferer, but in vain; and four days afterwards, the last day of Endymion's long-awaited holiday, Mr.
She must allow you to freely encircle her waist with an arm, so that having felt the emotion you can write "How tenderly that yielding form, Thrills to my touch! And then, even as a painter who pays so much per hour for studying from the life, you can go away and forget her or you can exaggerate her charms in rhyme, or 'imagine' that she is fairer than Endymion's moon-goddess- -for so long as she serves you thus she is useful, but once her uses are exhausted, the poet has done with her, and seeks a fresh sample.
The louts he meets at church never had a fancy above Audrey's snood; but there is a reminiscence in Endymion's heart that, like a spice, keeps it fresh and haughty. People do things, and suffer martyrdom, because they have an inclination that way. The best artist is not the man who fixes his eye on posterity, but the one who loves the practice of his art.
Let Hume beat us to the Bridge; we'll take the short cut!" From the Bar L-M grounds a faint cry went up as scores of lifted field glasses made out the figure of one man riding strongly toward the bridge. It was Hume, Hume alone, riding as Hume rode, well and erect. There was the hammer of Endymion's hoofs as they rattled against the heavy planking, and then "Look! Look! Oh, my God! Look!"
But as they failed to arrive I did not actually see them; and a description from hearsay I am not prepared to give, as the marvels related of them put some strain on belief. Such was Endymion's force.
"You are not much altered," said Thornberry, as he retained Endymion's hand, and he looked at him earnestly; "and yet you have become a man. I suppose I am ten years your senior. I have never been back to the old place, and yet I sometimes think I should like to be buried there. The old man has been here, and more than once, and liked it well enough; at least, I hope so.
It brings one in contact with those who are playing the great game. One at least fancies one comprehends something of the government of mankind. Mr. Waldershare takes me often to the House of Commons, and I must say, I am passionately fond of it." After Endymion's return to London that scene occurred between Nigel and Myra, in the glade at Hurstley, which we have noticed in the preceding chapter.
I am sure there can be only one feeling of Endymion's friends to you, and that is gratitude for your kindness to him." "I have done nothing for him; I can do nothing for him. I felt that when we were trying to get him into parliament. If he could marry, and be independent, and powerful, and rich, it would be better, perhaps, for all of us."
He stepped to Endymion's head, jerked off the halter and swung up into the saddle. "All ready, Shandon?" Again Hume laughed. Dick Venable waited a moment and snapped his watch shut. "My job's to start this race if there's one man here to run it," he said. "Shandon isn't here. It isn't my job to express any opinions.
"They will find quite enough without that," said the practical girl, but her voice quavered. "Yet if they had seen Ah, how selfish to think of that now! Hush that was a groan! He is alive still." She moved towards the window, but Polly dragged her back by main force. "Listen, Miss!" Below they heard the sudden unbarring of doors, and Endymion's voice calling for Mudge, the butler.
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