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The curtain was down at the moment, and he walked the full extent of the centre aisle to the orchestra, looking about him as if in search of some one. He saw one or two acquaintances and nodded to them. He then walked back and took a seat near the door. The curtain rose, and the star of the evening bounded upon the stage, a strapping young woman in the dress of an army officer.
My attention was particularly directed to him from this circumstance, and as I was on the extreme flank of the grenadiers, and close to Captain de Haldimar, had every opportunity of observing his movements principally pointed at that officer.
"His race may be a line of thieves, His acts may strike the soul with horror; Yet infamy no soiling leaves The rogue to-day's the prince to-morrow." This demoralizes: the expedient for the just that which will do, not that which should do, if success requires, must be resorted to.
Even the earthly house of his tabernacle is dissolved; that part of him which was all of which we were cognizant by our senses, is no more.
My wife had been treated well personally during my absence; no insults had been offered to her, and I was well pleased with that. I was treated with respect by Gen. Wilson and his men. True, I was associated with the people that had incurred the displeasure of the authorities, and my neighbors were then receiving fearful punishment for all they had done.
And, as I say, I'll take her out, so there'll be no danger of further discovery." Patty giggled again. The idea of SUSAN being escorted out to the dining-room of "Red Chimneys"! And by Jack Pennington, the most aristocratic young man in their set! "All right," she said. "But I must sit the other side of you. I want to keep my eye on her."
Where is the student of English history who has not often endeavored to imagine the scene when Ben Jonson sat amongst the honored guests of "England's high Chancellor, the destin'd heir, In his soft cradle, to his father's chair," and little prescient of the coming storm, spoke of his host as one "Whose even thread the Fates spin round and full, Out of their choicest and their whitest wool."
In a beautiful villa on the banks of the Medway resided a gentleman whose name was Darnley, who had, during the early part of life, filled a post of some importance about the Court, and even in its decline preserved that elegance of manners which so peculiarly marks a finished gentleman.
Some further incidents of Bulgarian life gleaned during war-time will illustrate the national characteristics of the people. Peter was to be partly a secretary, partly a servant. He was to interpret for me, translate Bulgarian papers and documents, also to cook and to carry if need be. He was destined to be a lawyer, and was the son of a small trader. He had not lost the peasant virtues.
To be sure, I laughed over this: but it was rather tremulous laughter; and I was glad to get my bundle on my staff's end and set out over the ford and up the hill upon the farther side; till just as I came on the green drove-road running wide through the heather, I took my last look of Kirk Essendean, the trees about the manse, and the big rowans in the kirkyard where my father and my mother lay.
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