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'Halloway, he urged, 'your life, my life, my father's life, the life of my sister Clara perhaps, who nursed you in illness, and who has ever treated your wife with attention and kindness, all these depend upon your compliance with my request.
"His majesty Louis XIV. will enter our city to-day, and will remain here one day, perhaps two." Great astonishment was painted on the countenance of the unknown. "The King of France is coming to Blois?" "He is on the road, monsieur." "Then there is the stronger reason for my remaining," said the unknown. "Very well; but will monsieur keep all the apartments?" "I do not understand you.
If this be so, trouble yourself at any rate to find out the truth before you allow yourself to treat a woman as you propose to treat me. I think you are too good a man to cast aside a woman you have loved, like a soiled glove, because ill-natured words have been spoken of her by men, or perhaps by women, who know nothing of her life.
Naturally, it showed itself nowhere more than in letters, and perhaps not unnaturally he often adopted the epistolary form in books which, had he chosen, might as well have taken another while he might have chosen this in some which do not actually call themselves "letters."
Since his retreat from the law he had developed suddenly, perhaps by the force of contrast, or the opposite swing of the pendulum, an overwhelming taste for those airy flowers of animated life. The two walls of the office not occupied with books were hung with framed specimens. He had also under the riverward window a little table equipped with the necessary paraphernalia for mounting them.
Another bottle, perhaps, made me more sensitive, and him more willing to communicate; and before it was finished, he had opened his whole heart and emptied his letter-case, and I had consulted him on the improbabilities of my ever being able to succeed in the object which had so strangely, yet so totally, occupied all my feelings.
It is very unlucky; but as I have actually paid the visit, we cannot escape the acquaintance now." The astonishment of the ladies was just what he wished; that of Mrs. Bennet perhaps surpassing the rest; though, when the first tumult of joy was over, she began to declare that it was what she had expected all the while. "How good it was in you, my dear Mr. Bennet!
Perhaps I ought to have done it sooner; perhaps the Princess has been waiting for that. She'll know, without my telling her; she'll see it in his eye. Nonsense, Robert T.; your zeal outruns your discretion. What does she want of your help in a thing like this? Anyway, he's ready to be operated on, and it seems about time she began to put in her work.
Venice can fairly make good its claim to be the birthplace of statistical science, together, perhaps, with Florence, and followed by the more enlightened despotisms.
But more humane and reasonable thoughts soon came; perhaps this poor drifting bit of humanity was not dead, but had been sent my way in the dead of night to revive and shelter.
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