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Up by five o'clock, and by water to White Hall; and there took coach, and with Mr. Moore to Chelsy; where, after all my fears what doubts and difficulties my Lord Privy Seale would make at my Tangier Privy Seale, he did pass it at first reading, without my speaking with him. And then called me in, and was very civil to me. Butler. Thence very much joyed to London back again, and found out Mr.
She would not give her name, but told the porter to try and get me to hand you this note." Malipieri sighed wearily and opened the note without even glancing at the address. He knew that Sabina would not write to him, and no one else interested him in the least. But he looked at the signature before reading the lines, and his expression changed.
He is with us always in spirit, listening to all our prayers, and reading every secret thought of our hearts." I was silent for some time, thinking upon what she had told me; at last I said "Then pray to Him." Mrs Reichardt knelt down and prayed in a clear and fervent voice, without hesitation or stop.
The autumn sunshine had not embrowned the transparent skin, but the red of the lips seemed deeper, and the ethereal almond-blossom tint on the cheeks less uncertain. Mary was not reading, nor thinking apparently, but sat idly humming a tune and picking up pebbles only to throw them from her.
There are lots of educated fellows in the shops." He told me of some of these, particularly of one young man who was a shopmate of his. "He never comes to work without some book" he said. "When there is not enough to do he reads. When he has to wait for a new 'bundle, as we call it, he reads. Other fellows carry on, but he is always reading.
From the valley arose the mellow song of meadow larks, while about them, in and out, through sunshine and shadow, fluttered great yellow butterflies. Up from below came another sound that broke in upon Walt reading softly from his manuscript. It was a crunching of heavy feet, punctuated now and again by the clattering of a displaced stone.
Poor Cathy, frightened from her little romance, had been considerably sadder and duller since its abandonment; and her father insisted on her reading less, and taking more exercise.
After the reading in the last chapter, my friends walked homewards with me as far as Durley Wood, which is about half-way between Worth-Ashton and my house. As we rested here, we bethought ourselves that it would be a pleasant spot for us to come to sometimes and read our essays. So we agreed to name a day for meeting there.
Then suddenly he threw away theological weapons, and launched a specialised attack on each of us in turn, obviously suiting his words to his reading of our separate characters. He turned on me, and said: "You see, Rupert.
He laid a pile of letters and papers before papa, and then sat down to the consideration of some of his own. "What is doing at home, Dinwiddie?" papa asked. "A good deal, since our last advices." "What? I am tired of reading about it." "Yes," said Mr. Dinwiddie. "You want me to save you the trouble?" "If it is no trouble to you." "The news is of several advantages gained by the Yankees."
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