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Wesley, in order to relieve his languid friend from the fatigue and injury which might arise from a too long and arduous exertion of the lungs through much speaking, abruptly kneeled down at his side, the whole congress of preachers doing the same, while, in a concise and energetic manner, he prayed for Mr. Fletcher's restoration to health, and a longer exercise of his ministerial labours. Mr.
Health, it would seem, must be a spontaneous and accidental thing, it could not be a deliberate and reasoned thing. But now he and Corydon became smitten with a passion of shame for all their stupidity and their gluttony; they invested in Fletcher's books, and set out upon this new adventure.
I shall be glad if you will share it with us. These are my comrades, Messieurs Duvivier, Harcourt, and Parolles." He then called a sergeant. "Sergeant, see that Monsieur Fletcher's servant and men-at-arms have a good meal." "I think they must want it," Philip said. "They have been so busy, in my service, that I doubt if they have eaten since breakfast yesterday.
But oh, but oh, the hobby-horse is forgot! There is a very comic scene in Beaumont and Fletcher's play of "Woman Pleased," where Hope-on-high Bombye, a puritan cobbler, refuses to dance with the hobby-horse. There was much difficulty and great variety in the motions which the hobby-horse was expected to exhibit. The learned Mr.
Sudden tears started to Miss Fletcher's eyes, and as the little girls were looking at one another absorbedly, Hazel standing close to the wheeled chair, she stole away, unobserved, to the house. "She ought to be cured," she said to herself excitedly. "She ought to be cured. There's that one more chance, anyway. I've got to where I'm ready to let the babes and sucklings have a try!"
It was the walk of a mile from the store to his house, and as he went on he fell to examining the tobacco, which appeared to ripen hour by hour in the warm, moist season. There was no danger of frost as yet, and though a little of Fletcher's crop had already been cut, the others had left theirs to mature in the favourable weather.
Fletcher's was a delightful shop. It had almost everything in it that anyone could want. In fact it was so full of charming things that it was hard to make a choice. Molly's eyes were fascinated by a card full of paper-doll patterns, and their pretty blue, red, and white dresses.
Milton, without being a very wide reader, was likely to have seen the Adamus Exul of Grotius , and he certainly had read Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph . There are traces of verbal reminiscence of Sylvester's translation of Du Bartas.
In answer, Knappe had "the honour to inform your Excellency that since the declaration of the state of war, British subjects are liable to martial law, and Mr. Fletcher will be arrested if he does not appear." Here, then, was the gauntlet thrown down, and de Coetlogon was burning to accept it. Fletcher's offence was this.
"I thought it would at first, but I found I couldn't get on without you, so I made up my mind to forgive and forget that my wife had ever been an actress." Christie had forgotten it, and it would have been well for him if he had held his tongue. Now she understood the tone that had chilled her, the smile that angered her, and Mr. Fletcher's fate was settled in the drawing of a breath.
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