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"Defrauded you!" "Yes, sir; defrauded me, or the Duke of Omnium. The money is gone, and it matters little which. But if that be so I shall know that either from him or from me you have raised money under false pretences." "Of course, Mr. Wharton, from you I must bear whatever you may choose to say."
The image of the angel and Lord Bathurst was thus, according to Mrs. Piozzi, parodied by Johnson: 'Suppose, Mr. Speaker, that to Wharton, or to Marlborough, or to any of the eminent Whigs of the last age, the devil had, not with great impropriety, consented to appear. See ante, iii. 326, where Johnson said 'the first Whig was the Devil. Boswell was stung by what Mrs.
"Hang it all, she doesn't look like that sort of woman," his mind switched. "But just think of being tied up to an old crocodile like Wharton! Gee! One oughtn't to blame her!" Then he went forth into the night once more and listened for the sound of buggy wheels. It was almost time for the arrival of the belated man from the country, and he was beginning to pray that he would not appear at all.
O'Neill's employer had more than a friendly interest in her, and though Polly constantly railed at their poverty and Mr. Wharton was the richest man in the village, the very sound of his name used often to irritate her. The candles had at last burned down to their sockets and softly Betty blew out the last flickering flames.
All the Fletchers went back, not, however, with any intention on the part of Arthur to abandon his immediate attempt. The distance between the houses was not so great but that he could drive himself over at any time. "I shall go now," he said to Mr. Wharton, "because I have promised John to fish with him to-morrow, but I shall come over on Monday or Tuesday, and stay till I go back to town.
Wharton?" said Wilkins, as Wharton handed him a cup of coffee; "but of coorse you are part of yower duties, I suppose?" While Molloy and Casey were deep in animated discussion of the great meeting of the afternoon he had been sitting silent against the edge of the table a short-bearded sombre figure, ready at any moment to make a grievance, to suspect a slight.
Edward Wharton at his own residence, but was again doomed to disappointment; that gentleman having gone to call on his charmer, and not returning till evening. However, the ardour of the deputation, though damped, was not extinguished, and when the shades of night were falling, it again betook itself to the abode of the bridegroom elect.
Owing to the Hannays' determination to rise to it, the dinner-party, in being rigidly select, was of necessity extremely small. "Miss Mildred Wharton Sir Rigley Barker Mr. Gorst. Now you all know each other." The last person introduced had lingered with a certain charming diffidence at Mrs. Majendie's side.
We read, as we come through the lobby, in the face and gestures of every nonjuror whom we pass, delight at the momentary coolness which has arisen between us and the King. That should be enough for us. We may be sure that we are voting rightly when we give a vote which tends to confound the hopes of traitors." The House divided. Harley was a teller on one side, Wharton on the other.
Was that his voice answering? "Thank you. We have been very anxious about him; but the doctors to-day give a rather better report. We take him abroad to-morrow." "Marcella! at last!" cried Edith Craven, catching hold of her friend; "you lost me? Oh, nonsense; it was all the other way. But look, there is Mr. Wharton coming out. I must go come and say good-night everybody is departing."
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