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He sets lessons to her queer maid reading, writing, pronunciation of English. An inferior language to Welsh, for poetical purposes, we are informed. So Janey determining to apply herself to Welsh, and a chameleon Riette dreading that she will be taking a contrary view of the honest souls as she feels them to be when again under Livia's shadow.
They have stories of him, to confirm Livia's eulogies, showing him punctilious to chivalry: No man alive is like him in that, they say. He grieves me. All that you have to fear is my pity for one so sensitive. So speed, sir! It is not good for us to be much alone, and I am alone when you are absent. 'I hear military music! 'How grand that music makes the dullest world appear in a minute.
The earl squeezed Gower's hand an instant; and it was an act unknown for him to touch or bear a touch; it said a great deal. Late at night he mounted to Gower's room. The funeral of the day's impressions had not been skaken off. He kicked at it and sunk under it as his talk rambled. 'Add five thousand, he commented, on the spread of Livia's papers over the table.
She drew forth a letter from a silken work-bag, and raised it, Livia's handwriting. 'I 've written my opinion, he said. 'Not too severe, pray. 'Posted. 'Livia wanted a protector. 'And chose what on earth are you saying!
As the cups circulated, choirs entered, chanting sedately the last erotic song; a clown danced on the top of a ladder, which he maintained upright as he danced, telling meanwhile untellable stories to the frieze; and host and guests, unvociferously, as good breeding dictates, chatted through the pauses of the service; discussed the disadvantages of death, the value of Noevian iambics, the disgrace of Ovid, banished because of Livia's eyes.
Livia was cool; she had not a husband involved in it, as Henrietta had; and London's hoarse laugh surely coming on them, spared her the dread Henrietta suffered, that Chillon would hear; the most sensitive of men on any matter touching his family. 'And now a sister added to the list! Will there be names, Livia? 'The newspapers! Livia's shoulders rose.
"My birthday is two days quicker than Aunt 'Livia's is," volunteered the visitor, sociably. "We're 'most twins, you see. Aunt 'Livia was fifty-six that time she gave me the present. She's agoing to be fifty-nine when I give her this quilt it's taken me ever since to make it." The minister's wife looked up from her cutting. So Rebecca Mary was only fifty-nine!
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