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You should have considered me when all that money was took from Mr. Beauclerc one done as much as another and if 'twas no more than holding my tongue, still 'tis worth a deal to you." "I don't deny a deal everything. Come there's sixty pounds here but, mark, 'tis all I have how much?" "I'll have thirty, and I'll take no less," says Glascock, surly enough. "Thirty!
Glascock, at least it was signed Caroline Glascock, though another name might have been used, dated from Milan, saying that they were hurrying back to Naples even at that season of the year, because Lord Peterborough was dead. "And she is Lady Peterborough!" said Lady Rowley, unable to repress the expression of the old regrets.
She had become aware that Mr. Glascock had already heard of the unfortunate affair in Curzon Street. Indeed, every one who knew the Trevelyans had heard of it, and a great many who did not know them. No harm, therefore, could be done by mentioning the circumstance.
"I went to look for you but you were gone," said Mr. Glascock. "No, sir, I was not gone. I am here. It is the last time that I shall ever gladden my eyes with his brightness. Louey, my love, will you come to your father?" Louey did not seem to be particularly willing to leave the carriage, but he made no loud objection when Mr. Glascock held him up to the open space above the door.
"Oh dear, no. There is no house in Curzon Street for them now." This was said in a tone so sad that it almost made Mr. Glascock weep. "They are staying with an aunt of theirs, out to the east of the city." "At St. Diddulph's?" "Yes; with Mr. Outhouse, the clergyman there. You can't conceive what it is not to be able to see your own child; and yet, how can I take the boy from her?" "Of course not.
He thought too that he began to perceive that Mr. Glascock avoided him, though he would hear on his return home that that gentleman had been at the embassy, or had been walking in the Cascine with his nieces. That their young ladies should walk in public places with unmarried gentlemen is nothing to American fathers and guardians.
The hotel-keeper did not allow such a light to remain long hidden under a bushel, and it was soon spread far and wide that the Honourable Charles Glascock and his suite were again in the beautiful city. And the fact was soon known to the American Minister and his family. Mr. Spalding was a man who at home had been very hostile to English interests.
The southern doctrine, that Congress is to the District a mere local Legislature to do its pleasure, is tumbled from the genitive into the vocative! Hard fate and that too at the hands of those who begat it! The reasonings of Messrs. Pinckney, Wise, and Leigh, are now found to be wholly at fault, and the chanticleer rhetoric of Messrs. Glascock and Garland stalks featherless and crest-fallen.
You see there was something told me no good would come of it, and I was frightened besides. "What! you won't go in for a share, Irons?" says he. "No; 'tis your money, Sir I've no right to a sixpence and I won't have it," says I; "and there's an end." "Well, Glascock, what say you? you hear Irons." "Let Irons speak for himself he's nothing to me.
Glascock knows the world better, you see; and as you and he are going up to London together, and I must give the poor devil a lift, I'll meet you at the other side of Merton, beyond the quarry you know the moor on Friday evening, after dark say seven o'clock we must be quiet, you know, or people will be talking." 'Well, Sir, we met him, sure enough, at the time and place.
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