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He shortly afterwards disappeared: he was missing during the whole day, and in the evening this letter was brought by the hostler from the Crown, at Muggleton. It had been left in his charge in the morning, with a strict injunction that it should not be delivered until night. Mr. Pickwick opened the epistle. It was in his friend's hand-writing, and these were its contents:
"That is the hospital," answered Reggie. "But why is there a hospital here?" she asked again. Yaé Smith smiled ever so little at her new friend's ignorance of the wages of sin. But nobody answered the question. There was a movement in the crowd, a pushing back from some unseen locality, like the jolting of railway trucks. At the same time there was a craning of necks and a murmur of interest.
Anybody can sympathise with the sufferings of a friend, but it requires a very fine nature it requires, in fact, the nature of a true Individualist to sympathise with a friend's success.
With my body in one easy-chair and my legs upon another, I had surrounded myself with a cloud of newspapers until at last, saturated with the news of the day, I tossed them all aside and lay listless, watching the huge crest and monogram upon the envelope upon the table and wondering lazily who my friend's noble correspondent could be.
She wondered very much what his nationality might be, for his accent had told her that he was not French. After a little pause he turned his head quietly and spoke to her. 'Our friend's introduction was a little vague, he said. 'My name is Constantine Logotheti. I am a Greek of Constantinople by birth, or what we call a Fanariote there.
What a genius for red tape!" Willy was standing on the steps of the little house, and he commented on his friend's extravagances as he welcomed him. "You might have come here for ninepence, third class. You paid that cabman three shillings, and you took, I don't mind betting, half an hour longer.
Her own diminished influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful. Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her and confess all her anxieties.
Ellen Dix caught at her friend's arm, her pretty face, with its full pouting lips and brilliant dark eyes upturned. "Well?" "Do you suppose You don't think Jim is mad at me for what I said about her, do you?" "I don't remember you said anything to make anybody mad. Come, let's go down, Ellen." "But, Fan, I was wondering if that girl Do you know I I kind of wish she hadn't come to Brookville.
A man may forgive, but he never forgets." The child almost always succeeded in dragging him down to the garden. He must play ball, or in the sand, with her; but her playfellow's awkwardness and lack of enthusiasm soon impressed the little girl. Then she would become very sedate, contenting herself with walking gravely between the hedges of box, with her hand in her friend's.
She had besides, be it owned, a triumph in conjuring a sentence of her friend's, like a sword's edge, to meet them; for she was boiling angrily at the ironical destiny which had given to those Two a beclouding of her beloved, whom she could have rebuked in turn for her insane caprice of passion. But when her beloved stood-up to greet Mrs.
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