United States or Bolivia ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
"Here is Marian's authority for it," said Clara; "and certainly those Arundels are a curious family." "Mr. Arundel is the next heir, is he not?" inquired Miss Morley. "Yes," said Caroline; "I heard mamma telling old Mrs. Graves the whole story.
Were this so, certainly she would not be the fitting, intercessor on behalf of Sophy. His thoughts then turned to his uncle, Darrell's earliest friend, not suspecting that Colonel Morley was actually the person whom Darrell had already appointed his adviser and representative in all transactions that might concern the very parties under discussion.
"About fifteen minutes. Mr. Morley saw her five minutes ago, but he wasn't in there more than a minute or two." "Morley's seen her a second time!" "Yes; but each time she hasn't wanted to talk to him. The truth is, she drove him out of the room." "You didn't hear what they said?" Miss Kelly drew herself up indignantly. "I wasn't in the room," she said coldly. "Of course, I didn't hear."
All of Captain Barnabas's own money and all intrusted to his care, including my little nest-egg, had gone as margins to the brokers who had bought for Morley his worthless eight per cent. wildcats. Hephzy's few thousands in the savings bank and elsewhere were all that was left. I shall condense the rest of the miserable business as much as I can.
The paper, however, for which I wrote chiefly during the time I was at Oxford and in my first year after leaving Balliol was The Saturday Review. The Saturday in those days was famous for its "middles," and I was very proud to be able to get articles of this kind accepted. I also wrote for The Academy and for The Pall Mall, which at that time was being edited by Lord Morley.
"Slipped my trolley as usual and got lost in the bullrushes. Hope I haven't kept Miss Lady waiting?" The Colonel rose and extended a hand of welcome. A true Kentuckian may commit murder and still be a gentleman, but to fail in hospitality is to forfeit even his own self-respect. "My daughter, Mr. Morley, will be out presently," he announced with great formality.
"I beg your pardon, Morley, I am a perfect bear. But this illness has made me peevish, and the events of the last few weeks have rendered my brain irritable. Forgive my bad temper." "Oh, that's all right, Ware," replied his visitor heartily. "I can always make allowances for invalids. You'll be your old self again shortly." "I shall never be myself again," replied Giles gloomily.
His hand was on it. The voice of Sybil made him turn his head. "Where do they meet to-night?" she inquired, in a smothered tone. "I am bound to secrecy," said Morley. "There is no softness in your spirit," said Sybil. "I am met with none." "We have ever been your friends." "A blossom that has brought no fruit." "This hour will be remembered at the judgment-seat," said Sybil.
"He is writing a book," thought Darrell, enviously; "and a book on such a subject will last him all his life. Happy man!" GEORGE MORLEY. "The Pastor, you know, is frequently consulted by the suffering and oppressed; frequently called upon to answer that question in which the scepticism of the humble and the ignorant ordinarily begins: 'Why am I suffering? Why am I oppressed?
On the other hand, liberal-minded Englishmen, while refusing to be stampeded, sought a programme of conciliation. Indian affairs were then in the hands of the eminent Liberal statesman John Morley, and the fruit of his labours was the Indian Councils Act of 1909. The act was a distinct departure from the hitherto almost unlimited absolutism of British rule in India.
Word Of The Day