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His interest in religion, although it resembled the familiar conversions of adolescence, was a real resurrection of emotions which had been stifled by these years at Haverton House following upon the paralyzing grief of his mother's death. Had he been in contact during that time with an influence like the Vicar of Meade Cantorum, he would probably have escaped those ashen years, but as Mr.
My local informant tells me that you have kept back a certain amount of your father's furniture in order to take lodgings elsewhere. As this will now be unnecessary I hope that you will sell the rest. Haverton House is sufficiently furnished, and we should not be able to find room for any more furniture. I suggest your coming to us next Friday.
Cobley's daughter To say the washing shall be sent to-morrow, And would you check the list again and see, Because she thinks she never had two collars Of what you sent, but only five, because You marked it seven; and Mrs. Cobley says There must be some mistake. You haven't got The ghost of an idea about the washing! Sit down. MRS. HAVERTON sits down in a fume. REV. A. HAVERTON: I think....
Ogilvie, whom Mark had consulted about his future, wrote to propose that Mark should live with him and work under his superintendence with the idea of winning a scholarship at Oxford, Mr. Lidderdale was inclined to treat his suggestion as a solution of the problem, and he replied encouragingly: Haverton House, Slowbridge. Jan. 15. Dear Sir,
Uncle Henry probably supposed that the cure of his nephew's irritating laugh was the foundation stone of that successful career, which it would soon be time to discuss in detail. The few months between now and Mark's sixteenth birthday would soon pass, however dreary the restrictions of Haverton House, and then it would be time to go and talk to Mr.
In the case of Mark there was the revulsion from the arid ugliness of Haverton House and the ambition to make up for those years of beauty withheld, both of which urged him on to take the utmost advantage of this opportunity to expose the blank surface of those years to the fine etching of the present.
Go back and tell your mother what I say.... Impudent hussy!... Tell me concisely and without complaints, Why did she give you notice? FIDO: Bow-wow-wow! Pen-an'-ink! Pen-an'-ink Pen-an'-ink! Pen-an'-ink! Haverton? REV. A. HAVERTON: Yes! yes! yes! yes!... Was that the bell for prayers? Is that Mr. Haverton? Oh! Yes! I think it is.... I'll see I'll ask Matilda. MISS HARVEY: Matilda? Was that you?
Lidderdale, however, believed that his nephew had deliberately tried to ruin him out of malice, and when two parents seized the opportunity of such a scandal to remove their sons from Haverton House without paying the terminal fees, Mr. Lidderdale told Mark that he should recoup himself for the loss out of the money left by his mother. "How much did she leave?" his nephew asked.
His classical education at Haverton House had made little of the material bequeathed to him by his grandfather's tuition at Nancepean. The result was an assortment of grammatical facts to which he was incapable of giving life.
MRS. HAVERTON: Well, but she has, and now the question is, What shall we do to find another cook? Servants are very difficult to get. Oh! Mercy! When one comes to think of it, One cannot blame them. FIDO: Bow! wow! wow! FIDO: Wow! wow! REV. A. HAVERTON: Good dog, there! FIDO: Wow, Wow, wow! FIDO: Wow! wow! FIDO: Bow! wow! wow! Wow, wow! Wow!! WOW!!! MATILDA: Please, m'm, it's only Mrs.
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