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Peters, no more robust of body than of mind, had been speaking for some time past of travel. Having nothing to do now but to wait for briefs, why not take this opportunity of visiting his only well-to-do relative, a Canadian farmer. Meanwhile, let Miss Peggy leave the bun shop and take up her residence in Miss Ramsbotham's flat. Let there be no engagement merely an understanding.
Her influence, he had instinct enough to perceive, could not fail to be of use to him in his profession: that of a barrister. She praised him to prominent solicitors, took him to tea with judges' wives, interested examiners on his behalf. In return he overlooked her many disadvantages, and did not fail to let her know it. Miss Ramsbotham's gratitude was boundless.
Fitzjocelyn and James used to agree that intercourse with her was a very important element in their training, and the invitations were made as impartial as possible, including the intelligent and well-conducted, irrespective of station. Isabel's favourite guest was a good, well-mannered lad, son to Mr. Ramsbotham's follower, the butcher, but, unluckily, Mrs.
Mistress Peggy, too stupid to comprehend the change that had been taking place in her, looked forward to her lover's arrival with delight. Mr. Reginald Peters, independently of his profession, was in consequence of his uncle's death a man of means. Miss Ramsbotham's tutelage, which had always been distasteful to her, would now be at an end.
"Did you hear him give his name?" asked Somerville, who was stroking his moustache. "No, we were too far off," explained the Babe. "But I'll swear it was Jack there couldn't be any mistake about that." "Perhaps not," agreed Somerville the Briefless. Somerville the Briefless called at the offices of Good Humour, in Crane Court, the following morning, and he also borrowed Miss Ramsbotham's Debrett.
"From what I have seen," replied Miss Fossett, "it's just the clever people as regards this particular matter who do make fools of themselves." Unfortunately Miss Fossett's judgment proved to be correct. On being introduced a fortnight later to Miss Ramsbotham's fiance, the impulse of Bohemia was to exclaim, "Great Scott!
Ceeley's Account of the Puerperal Fever at Aylesbury, "Lancet," 1835. Dr. Ramsbotham's Lecture, "London Medical Gazette," 1835. Mr. Yates Ackerly's Letter in the same journal, 1838. Mr. Ingleby on Epidemic Puerperal Fever, "Edinburgh Medical and Surgical Journal," 1838. Mr. Paley's Letter, "London Medical Gazette," 1839. Remarks at the Medical and Chirurgical Society, "Lancet," 1840. Dr.
"One of us ought to waylay the woman," argued the Babe "insist upon her talking to him for ten minutes. I've half a mind to do it myself." Jack Herring said nothing seemed thoughtful. The next morning Jack Herring, still thoughtful, called at the editorial offices of Good Humour, in Crane Court, and borrowed Miss Ramsbotham's Debrett.
"You mean 'to whom. The preeposition governs the objective case," corrected her James Douglas McTear, commonly called "The Wee Laddie," who himself wrote English better than he spoke it. "I meant 'to whom," explained Tommy. "Ye didna say it," persisted the Wee Laddie. "I don't know to whom," replied Miss Ramsbotham's bosom friend, sipping tea and breathing indignation.
Whatever in the name of " Then on catching sight of Miss Ramsbotham's transfigured face and trembling hands Bohemia recollected itself in time to murmur instead: "Delighted, I'm sure!" and to offer mechanical congratulations.
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