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She was gayly babbling that she'd always wanted to act, and once she had played a real part in a piece they put on at Odd Fellows' Hall in Fredonia, and she had done so well that even the Methodist minister said she was as good as the actress he saw in Lawrence Barrett's company before he was saved; and he had hoped she wouldn't be led away by her success and go on the real stage, because he could not regard it as a safe pursuit for young persons of her sex, owing to there being so little home life and now what did she do first?
She happened to be standing alone when a messenger came up to her and placed a letter in her hand, addressed to her sister Cornelia. Adela walked slowly up to the heights. She knew Mr. Barrett's handwriting. "Good heavens!" her thought may be translated out of Fine Shades "does C. really in her heart feel so blind to our situation that she can go on playing still?"
He said 'Yes' to Barrett's observation in a tone of reserved hauteur. Barrett did not notice. 'It's an awful nuisance. For one thing it makes them so jolly strict about bounds. 'Yes. 'I wanted to go for a bike ride this afternoon. There's nothing on at the School. 'Why don't you? 'What's the good if you can't break bounds? A ride of about a quarter of a mile's no good.
For the greater part of Miss Barrett's youth they lived in Herefordshire at a place, Hope End, which has left great traces on her early poetry; later her headquarters were in London, with long excursions to Devonshire. These excursions were mainly caused by bad health, from which, as well as from family bereavements, Miss Barrett was a great sufferer.
Reade, who was deep in a book though not so deep as he would have liked the casual observer to fancy him to be would have given much to stop Barrett's musical experiments. To ask him to stop in so many words was, of course, impossible. Offended dignity must draw the line somewhere. That is one of the curious results of a polite education.
The other application of his doctrine of resisting evil was even more trying to her feelings and the preacher was instant certainly out of season. Not the least important personage in the Wimpole Street house was Miss Barrett's devoted companion Flush.
But on this night a spirit of restlessness got hold of me, and, leaving Barrett's shotgun in the sampling works office, I strolled up-town. Inasmuch as a three-months' residence in a mining-camp is the full equivalent of as many years spent in a region where introductions precede acquaintance, I was practically certain to meet somebody I knew.
Naturally. When she decides, let me know early, I do entreat you, because... well, I am of a different opinion from some people, who talk of another attachment, or engagement, and I do not believe in it, and have said so." Rising to depart, Laura Tinley resumed: "Most singular! Barrett's his name: Barrett and some: musical name before it, like Handel. I mean one that we are used to.
He attributed it to Admiral Porter, which was really unjust. The attack began at 1 p.m., by Admiral Porter, and the sound of his first gun had not died till your men were engaged Wood's, Barrett's, and the Parrott batteries and infantry. It was lively for a time, and Stuart pushed clear up to the enemy's rifle-trenches, and forced them to keep sheltered.
As Boyd had done, Drew answered to the indictment of being where he was and who he was. "I am most unhappy to see Alexander Mattock's grandson and Meredith Barrett's son in such company. Surely" he turned to Captain Campbell "these boys are not your regular prisoners " Campbell shook his head gravely. "Unfortunately, sir, they are indeed troopers with Morgan.
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