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She had, as lieutenant under her, an officer's widow who has been before named, and who had been Madam Esmond's companion at school, as her late husband had been the regimental friend of the late Mr. Warrington.
Warrington somehow had Miss Theo for a neighbour, and no doubt passed a pleasant evening beside her. The greatest animation and cordiality prevailed, and when toasts were called, Lady Maria gaily gave "The King of Hungary" for hers.
It's a big thing. All you literary boys are breaking into politics. This is your chance." "I'll take the night to think it over," said Warrington. He was vastly flattered, but he was none the less cautious and non-committal. "Take a week, my boy; take a week. Another thing. You are intimate with young Bennington. He's a hard-headed chap and doesn't countenance politics in his shops.
The Briton's chivalrous ardour, or the more than Roman constancy of our great Virginian." As Mr. Lambert's official duties detained him in London, his family remained contentedly with him, and I suppose Mr. Warrington was so satisfied with the rural quiet of Southampton Row and the beautiful flowers and trees of Bedford Gardens, that he did not care to quit London for any long period.
And and, pray, Warrington, remember that I was your father's very old friend, and if you and your brother are not on such terms as to to enable you to to anticipate your younger brother's allowance, I beg you to make me your banker, for hasn't Pen been getting into your debt these three weeks past, during which you have been doing what he informs me is his work, with such exemplary talent and genius, begad?"
And while factories are being driven from the city, they are also being attracted to the country by its newly-discovered potentialities. Thus Messrs. Lever Brothers, crowded out of Warrington, established an entirely new town on a new site at Port Sunlight; and, because the site was new and raw, it was therefore possible for Mr.
She had fainted. He lifted her up in his strong arms and started for the stairs. "Were she guilty of all the crimes chronicled in hell, I still should love her. But between you and me, Dick, things must be explained." "I shall wait for you, John." John was not gone long. When he returned he found Warrington by the bow-window that looked out upon the lawn.
"And all those people down there going to sleep," Hewet began dreamily, "thinking such different things, Miss Warrington, I suppose, is now on her knees; the Elliots are a little startled, it's not often they get out of breath, and they want to get to sleep as quickly as possible; then there's the poor lean young man who danced all night with Evelyn; he's putting his flower in water and asking himself, 'Is this love? and poor old Perrott, I daresay, can't get to sleep at all, and is reading his favourite Greek book to console himself and the others no, Hirst," he wound up, "I don't find it simple at all."
We have been young and old, we have been sad and merry with you, we have listened to the mid-night chimes with Pen and Warrington, have stood with you beside the death-bed, have mourned at that yet more awful funeral of lost love, and with you have prayed in the inmost chapel sacred to our old and immortal affections, a' leal souvenir!
"I should like to see the man who could beat Willy Shakspeare?" says the General, laughing. "Mere national prejudice," says Mr. Warrington. "Beat Shakspeare, indeed!" cries Mrs. Lambert. "Pooh, pooh! you have cried more over Mr. Sam Richardson than ever you did over Mr. Shakspeare, Molly!" remarks the General. "I think few women love to read Shakspeare: they say they love it, but they don't."
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