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"'I am a proud fool, said he, 'and you will pardon it. There! "'Dependance! answered my father; 'there can be no such word between us. What is there in 9,000 pounds a year that should make me unworthy of Mountford's friendship? "They embraced; and soon after I set out on my travels, with Mountford for my guardian.

"Mr Hobson," cried Mrs Belfield, very impatiently, "you might as well let me speak, when the matter is all about my own daughter." "I ask pardon, ma'am," said he, "I did not mean to stop you; for as to not letting a lady speak, one might as well tell a man in business not to look at the Daily Advertiser; why, it's morally impossible!" "But sure, madam," cried Mrs Belfield, "it's no such thing?

Just at this moment there came a light tap at the study door, and before the master of the house could give or withhold permission the mistress of the house entered the room. "My dear," she said, "I didn't know that you were engaged." "Yes, I am engaged," said the gentleman. "Oh, I'm sure I beg pardon. Perhaps this is the gentleman from Hamworth?" "Yes, ma'am," said Mr. Dockwrath.

At length a masterpiece of wickedness, unique, we think, even among Barère's great achievements, obtained his full pardon even from that rigid conclave. The insupportable tyranny of the Committee of Public Safety had at length brought the minds of men, and even of women, into a fierce and hard temper, which defied or welcomed death.

As sight of West he took a hasty step forward, eager to explain the cause of his presence. "You'll pardon me, sir," he burst forth in apology. "But I must see you, sir." "That's quite all right, Sexton. You have some message?" "Not not from any one else, sir. It's just my own business, but but I thought you would help me, sir." "Certainly; only too glad.

She was wearing her evening dress of smoky gray, soft fabric, over shining silk, with knots of dull blue velvet and gold lace here and there. She had dressed her hair carefully; she appeared what she was, a splendid specimen of healthy, vigorous, clean womanhood. "Pardon me, Mrs.

"On the part of others no, madame; your goodness proves that indulgence is never wanting to the penitent." "You will, then, be the only one without pity toward yourself?" "Others may be ignorant, may pardon and forget what I have been. I, madame, never can forget." "And sometimes you wish to die?" "Sometimes!" said La Goualeuse, smiling bitterly, "yes, madame, sometimes."

She should revive; the harebells should bloom, not stoop, as she passes. You think I am rushing into wild hyperbole! Pardon me, not a whit I mean what I say in calm English, spoken in resolute truth.

He had thought himself rather a modern hero, but now he caught a glimpse of himself as he was in reality. He saw that he was not even a brave man; for a brave man neglects no duty. It was pitiful to see how sorrow bent his stately figure and lined his proud face. He leaned over his dead child, and cried to her to pardon him, for it was all his fault.

"Well," I replied boldly, "until I saw you coming out of the door just now I was under the impression that I was the legal tenant." He smiled, and taking off his hat made me a slight bow. "I must really beg your pardon," he said. "I was trespassing shamelessly.