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"And very well sung, my Gonerilla!" cried the old lady. But the signorino went up to the piano and shook hands with her. "Little Mees Goneril," he said, "you have the makings of an artist." The two old ladies stared, for after all Goneril's performance had been very simple. You see they were better versed in music than in human nature.
"Goneril and Regan!" he cried. "My two unnatural daughters, my she-devil children come to mock at me!" "Nothing of the sort," said my mother-in-law, as quietly as if she were addressing a perfectly reasonable being. "I am your old friend, Mrs. Macallan; and I have brought Eustace Macallan's second wife to see you."
And he said that rather than return to Goneril, with half his train cut off, he would go over to France, and beg a wretched pension of the king there, who had married his youngest daughter without a portion. But he was mistaken in expecting kinder treatment of Regan than he had experienced from her sister Goneril.
Vanity is always allied to folly, and the relationship is very close in the person of our Mr. Jones. Of Mr. Brown I will never bring myself to say one disrespectful word. He is not now what he was once. From the bottom of my heart I pity his misfortunes. Think what it must be to be papa to a Goneril and a Regan, without the Cordelia. I have always looked on Mrs.
As for Goneril, she considered him the most charming old man she had ever known, and liked nothing so much as to go out a walk with him.
Commencing with Lady Macbeth, the conception falls lower and lower, through Goneril and Regan, Cressida, Cleopatra, until in the climax of this utter despair, "Timon," there is no character that it would not be a profanity to call by the name of woman.
Why, Goneril would have blushed to practise upon the abdicated king at this rate, and the she-wolf Regan not have endured to play the pranks upon his fled wits, which thou hast made thy Quixote suffer in Duchesses' halls, and at the hands of that unworthy nobleman. If it ever obtrudes itself as a disharmony, are we inclined to laugh; or not, rather, to indulge a contrary emotion?
"I cannot play to-night," he cried. "I am not in the humour. Goneril, will you come and walk with me on the terrace?" Before the girl could reply Miss Prunty had darted an angry glance at Signor Graziano. "Good Lord, what fools men are!" she ejaculated.
Then Leir, all in a passion, burst forth: "Since thou hast not reverenced thy aged father like thy sisters, think not to have any part in my kingdom or what else I have;" and without delay, giving in marriage his other daughters, Goneril to the Duke of Albany, and Regan to the Duke of Cornwall, he divides his kingdom between them, and goes to reside with his eldest daughter, attended only by a hundred knights.
"Come here my Gonerilla, and hold my skein for me. Signor Graziano is going to charm us with one of his delightful airs." "I hoped she would sing," faltered the signorino. "Who? Gonerilla? Nonsense, my friend. She winds silk much better than she sings." Goneril laughed. She was not at all offended. But Signor Graziano made several mistakes in his playing. At last he left the piano.
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