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Young Edmondson and Flaxman exchanged a few words on Elsmere's lecture, and then the doctor said abruptly, 'I don't like his looks nor his voice. How long has he been hoarse like that? 'More or less for the last month. He is very much worried by it himself, and talks of clergyman's throat. He had a touch of it, it appears, once in the country.
'Nothing more was said of Rose, but Flaxman knew that she would be asked, and let it alone. 'Will his wife be there? asked Lady Charlotte. 'Who? Elsmere's? My dear aunt, when you happen to be the orthodox wife of a rising heretic, your husband's opinions are not exactly the spectacular performance they are to you and me. I should think it most unlikely. 'Oh, she persecutes him does she?
Rose who with all her lithe shapeliness, looked over-tall and even a trifle stiff beside the tiny bird-like Lady Helen took the advances of Hugh Flaxman's sister with a pretty flush of flattered pride. She looked down at the small radiant creature with soft and friendly eyes, and Hugh Flaxman stood by, so far well pleased. Then he went off to fetch Mr.
That will be much more in your line. 'As for church, said Flaxman meditatively. 'If I put off may party altogether, and stay in town, there will be this further advantage, that, after hearing you on Saturday night, I can, with a blameless impartiality, spend the following day in St. Andrew's, Wells Street. Yes!
Flaxman was certainly having a good deal of his own way.
I can tell you of course what the view of Judith Sabin was what the facts seem to point to. But in any case, whether I believe Judith Sabin or no, I should not have said a word to you on the subject but for the circumstance that unfortunately there are other people in the case." Whereupon watching his son carefully Barron repeated the story that he had already given to Flaxman.
Miss Burt was glad to hear Milly Flaxman was oversleeping herself. She had not been satisfied with the girl's appearance of late, and feared Milly worked too hard and had bad nights. Tims had to go out at ten o'clock and did not return until luncheon-time. She went up to Milly's room and knocked at the door. As before, there was no answer.
There is the one cloud on a scene that fills me with increasing wonder and reverence. One cold Sunday afternoon, in January, Flaxman, descending the steps of the New Brotherhood, was overtaken by a Dr. Edmondson, an able young physician, just set up for himself as a consultant, who had only lately attached himself to Elsmere, and was now helping him with eagerness to organize a dispensary.
One evening, some weeks after it had begun, Hugh Flaxman, hearing from Rose of the success of the experiment, went down to hear his new acquaintance tell the story of Monte Cristo's escape from the Château d'If. He started an hour earlier than was necessary, and with an admirable impartiality he spent that hour at St. Wilfrid's hearing vespers.
The rules of the new society came simply and naturally into being, steeped and haloed, as it were, from the beginning, in the passion and genius of one great heart. The fastidious critical instinct in Flaxman was silenced no less than the sour, half-educated analysis of such a man as Lestrange. In the same way all personal jars seemed to melt away beside him.
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