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Suddenly, by that strange power of sympathy which the unselfish possess, she understood the man, understood Austen's patience with him and affection for him. Suddenly she had pierced the hard layers of the outer shell, and had heard the imprisoned spirit crying with a small persistent voice, a spirit stifled for many years and starved and yet it lived and struggled still.
If you would make a small collection of the works which would be most useful in this point of view, and send it after me as soon as possible, I will do my best to draw a good Voltaire. I fear that the article must be enormously long, seventy pages perhaps; but you know that I do not run into unnecessary lengths. I may perhaps try my hand on Miss Austen's novels.
Many of them preferred now to wait in Austen's office instead of the anteroom, and some of them were not so cautious with the son of Hilary Vane that they did not let drop certain observations to set him thinking. He had a fanciful if somewhat facetious way of calling them by feudal titles which made them grin.
Every once in a while he takes your breath away but he has to become interested. A few weeks ago Hays came to me direct from his lecture room to tell me about a discussion of Austen's in constitutional law. Hays, you know, is not easily enthused, but he declares your son has as fine a legal brain as he has come across in his experience.
During its descent a titter arose which gradually swelled into a roar of laughter, and Austen's attention was once more focused upon the member from Leith. But if any man had so misjudged the quality of Humphrey Crewe as to suppose for an instant that he could be put out of countenance by such a manoeuvre, that man was mightily mistaken. Mr.
He avoided her more than ever, and must many times have regretted bitterly the fact that he had betrayed himself to her. As for Euphrasia, she had no notion of disclosing Hilary's torture to his son. She was determined that the victory, when it came, should be Austen's, and the surrender Hilary's. "He manages to eat his meals, and gets along as common," she would reply.
The Gaylords ain't exactly poverty-stricken, but they might as well try to move Sawanec Mountain as the Northeastern." It was a fact that young Tom Gaylord had approached Austen Vane with a "delegation" to request him to be a candidate for the Republican nomination for the State senate in his district against the railroad candidate and Austen's late opponent, the Honourable Nat Billings.
I callated he'd run acrost you sometime." Victoria raised her eyes, sparkling with humour, and they met Austen's. "We was just talkin' about you," cried Mr. Meader, cordially; "come right in." He turned to Victoria. "I want to make you acquainted," he said, "with Austen Vane." "And won't you tell him who I am, Mr. Meader?" said Victoria. "Well," said Mr.
One might push the point too far, but it is fair to make it. We may also inquire trying to see the thing freshly, with independence, and to get away from the mere handing-on of a traditional opinion if Jane Austen's character-drawing, so far-famed for its truth, does not at times o'erstep the modesty of Nature.
"Of course it's straight," said Jimmy Towle, vigorously. A shrewd observer of human nature, he had little respect for Senator Billings. "Ned Johnson saw him pick himself up at the foot of Austen's stairway." The Honourable Brush's agate eyes caught the light, and he addressed Mr. Billings in a voice which, by dint of long training, only carried a few feet.
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