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She used to affect to apologise for having married the Marechal de la Meilleraye. After his death, being in love with Saint-Ruth, her page, she married him; but took care not to disclose her marriage for fear of losing her distinction at Court.
"Good morning, Mr. Lorrequer. I trust you have rested well," said Father Malachi as I entered. "Never better; but where are our friends?" "I have been visiting and comforting them in their affliction, and I may with truth assert it is not often my fortune to have three as sickly looking guests. That was a most unlucky affair last night, and I must apologise."
Agatha, this lady is Miss Anne Valery." It would be hard to say which of the two thus suddenly introduced to each other was most surprised. However, the elder lady recovered herself soonest. "I was not aware of this; but I am very glad. And I need not now apologise for thus intruding."
An hour later, she was at the house of Mrs. Weston, and was shown into the drawing-room. "I must apologise," said Mrs. Hardy, for it was she, "in calling upon you at this hour: but I am very anxious to have some conversation with you." "It is strange," said Mrs. Weston, "that as our sons have been intimate so long, we should have continued strangers; but I am very delighted to see you, Mrs.
And fine airs she gives herself on nothing!" "You miserable spy!" and Clifford again held him down as in a vise "Whatever you heard is none of your business! Will you apologise?" "Oh, I'll apologise, if you like! anything to get your weight off me!" and Landon made an abortive effort to rise. "But I keep my own opinion all the same!"
I apologise for these tales, which are certainly outside my purpose, and will endeavour to tell no more that shall not have a closer relation to my story. I had finished The Three Clerks just before I left England, and when in Florence was cudgelling my brain for a new plot. Being then with my brother, I asked him to sketch me a plot, and he drew out that of my next novel, called Doctor Thorne.
"I've come for two reasons. I want to apologise to you for breaking that vase ... and I demand an equal apology from you, in turn, for the way you insulted me in Mrs. Tighe's presence." "You deserved everything I said to you," he replied, rising quietly from his chair.
Jokes old stale now. Wagging his ear. Napkinring in his eye. Now begging letters he sends his son with. Crosseyed Walter sir I did sir. Wouldn't trouble only I was expecting some money. Apologise. Piano again. Sounds better than last time I heard. Tuned probably. Stopped again. Dollard and Cowley still urged the lingering singer out with it. With it, Simon. It, Simon.
'Why, do you think it better to keep this folly up, to bring ruin on yourself, and disgrace on the girl? 'But what are you going to say to Asanov? 'I'll try and explain things to him, I'll tell him you beg his forgiveness ... 'But I don't want to apologise to him! 'You don't? Why, aren't you in fault?
Ronder was, for a moment, uncertain. Here, he was happy to think, he must go with the greatest care. He did not smile as he had smiled upon Bentinck-Major. He spoke to Foster as to an equal. "I can see you're busy," he said. "All the same I'm not going to apologise for coming. I'll tell you frankly that I want your help.
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