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Illness is one of those things which a man should resist on principle at the onset. It should never be allowed to get in the thin end of the wedge. But take care of your constitution, and, having ascertained the best habits for it, keep to them like clockwork." Mr. Mivers would not have missed his constitutional walk in the Park before breakfast if, by going in a cab to St.
But there was an open, good-humoured smile in the face of the visitor, as he advanced and took her hand, that attracted a heart very easily conciliated. Seeing that that was no moment for further explanation, she plumped herself into a seat and said, "But bless us and save us, I am keeping you standing, Mr. St. John!" "St. John!" repeated the visitor, with a vehemence that startled Mrs. Mivers.
Kenelm was greatly struck with the vigour of this cold, clear mind, and owned to himself that the House of Commons was a fitting place for its development. "But," said Mivers, "would you not be obliged to defend these Bills if you were member for Saxboro'?" "Before I answer your question, answer me this: dangerous as the Bills are, is it not necessary that they shall pass?
Mivers had gathered up her gown, and was evidently in the bustle of departure. As she now nodded to Becky, Percival stepped up, and, with his irresistible smile, offered her his arm. Much surprised and much flattered, Mrs. Mivers accepted it.
The Parson smoked his cutty-pipe in silence until appealed to by Sir Peter, and he then said, "In this programme of education for a Christian gentleman, the part of Christian seems to me left out." "The tendency of the age," observed Mr. Mivers, calmly, "is towards that omission.
"But I don't want my son to ripen into either of those imbecile developments of species." "Then don't listen to Parson John; and there's an end of the discussion." "No, there is not. I have not heard your advice what to do if John's advice is not to be taken." Mr. Mivers hesitated. He seemed puzzled.
James's, she had no distinct apprehension of any practically ill results from the energies she was unable to mitigate. But now, having just gained the end of St. James's Street, Mrs. Mivers at last found her match. The crowd here halted, thick and serried, to gaze in peace upon the brilliant vista which the shops and clubs of that street presented.
From time to time the Parson sipped his glass, and Sir Peter less frequently did the same. It is needless to say that Mr. Mivers eschewed toddy; but beside him, on a chair, was a tumbler and a large carafe of iced water. SIR PETER. "Cousin Mivers, you have now had time to study Kenelm, and to compare his character with that assigned to him in the Doctor's letter." "Ay."
Gordon acquiesced in the distrust and the depreciation, adding, "But he is master of the position, and must, of course, be supported through thick and thin for the present." "Yes, for the present," said Mivers, "one has no option.
He still remained very popular in society, and perhaps his general reputation for ability made him fearful to hazard it by any great undertaking. He was not, like Mivers, a despiser of all men and all things; but he regarded men and things as an indifferent though good-natured spectator regards the thronging streets from a drawing-room window.
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