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The astronomer, looking at the crusty jag and scoria of the magnified moon through his telescope, and again with naked eyes at the soft-beaming moon, when the crater-ridges are faint as eyebrow-pencillings, has a similar sharp alternation of prospect to that which mystified General Ople.
But, madam, a pensioner on my wife, bringing next to nothing to the common estate! I fear my self-respect would, I say would... 'Well, and what would it do, General Ople? 'I was saying, my self-respect as my wife's pensioner, my lady. I could not come to her empty-handed. 'Do you expect that I should be the person to settle money on your daughter, to save her from mischances?
I bring no invalid frame to a union that necessitates the leaving of the front door open day and night to the doctor. My belief is, I could follow my husband still on a campaign, if he were a warrior instead of a pensioner. General Ople winced. He was about to say humbly, 'As General of Brigade . . .
The senses of General Ople were struck by the aspect of a lurid Goddess, who penetrated him, read him through, and had both power and will to expose and make him ridiculous for ever. The loveliness of the hand, too, in a perplexing manner contested his denunciation of her conduct.
'Yes, yes; I say they chirp early in the morning, said General Ople. 'At all hours. 'The song of birds . . . ? he pleaded softly for nature. 'If the nest is provided for them; but I don't like vagabond chirping. The General perfectly acquiesced.
And to believe that, was for the mind of General Ople the having to return to his alphabet and recommence the ascent of the laborious mountain of understanding. To proceed, the General's introduction to Lady Camper was owing to a message she sent him by her gardener, with a request that he would cut down a branch of a wychelm, obscuring her view across his grounds toward the river.
The ladies did not, as their lords did, proclaim astonishment that a man should suffer a woman to goad him to a state of semi-lunacy; but one or two confessed to their husbands, that it required a great admiration of General Ople not to despise him, both for his susceptibility and his patience.
His hand was at his breast-pocket immediately, as he said: 'Have you not seen? though but a few minutes back he had shown her the contents of the packet, including a hurried glance of the famous digging scene. By this time the entire district was in fervid sympathy with General Ople.
But, madam, a pensioner on my wife, bringing next to nothing to the common estate! I fear my self-respect would, I say would . . . 'Well, and what would it do, General Ople? 'I was saying, my self-respect as my wife's pensioner, my lady. I could not come to her empty-handed. 'Do you expect that I should be the person to settle money on your daughter, to save her from mischances?
I say, she hasn't an idea of my sufferings. General Ople delivered his card at Lady Camper's lodgegates and escaped to his residence in a state of prickly heat that required the brushing of his hair with hard brushes for several minutes to comfort and re-establish him.
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