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You are meant to lead that life for the present; you are meant to do your duty in it. Don't worry, my dear. Go back to St. Benet's, and study well, and learn much, and gather plenty of experience for the future. If you fret about what cannot be helped, you will weaken your intellect and tire your heart. After all, Prissie, though you give much thought to St.
Far from me to say that I disapprove of marriage for our students, but, while at St. Benet's, it is certainly best for them to give their attention to other matters." "For most of us," replied Prissie, "but not for Maggie. No one in the college thinks Maggie happy." "That is true," replied Miss Heath thoughtfully. "And every one knows," pursued Prissie, "that Mr. Hammond loves her." "Do they?
Maggie spoke about her loss in the dining-hall, and after she left the room Miss Day and Miss Merton accused me of having stolen the money." Priscilla stopped speaking abruptly; she turned her head away; a dull red suffused her face and neck. "Well?" said Hammond. "That is all. The girls at St. Benet's think I am a thief. They think I took my kindest friend's money.
Benet's Church where Fielding was married you may now hear the service in the Welsh language, just as in Wellclose Square you may hear it in Swedish. In Endell Street, Holborn, you may hear it in French, and in Palestine Place, Hackney, you may hear it in Hebrew. Certain spaces on old maps of London are coloured green to show where stood certain churchyards.
I'm a splendid unpacker." But Priscilla had no desire to have her small and meager wardrobe overhauled even by the kindest of St. Benet's girls. "I will unpack presently myself, if you don't mind," she said. She felt full of gratitude, but she could not help an almost surly tone coming into her voice. Nancy drew back, repulsed and distressed. "Perhaps you would like me to go away?" she said.
Looking back upon it, Lucy could not remember that for her there had been any conversation going or coming; but it is quite possible that her memory of Benet's Park was even more pronounced than in reality. David and Lord Driffield came in when lunch was half over, and afterwards there was a general strolling into the garden.
The tone in her voice betrayed a past experience which had been in some way trying and discouraging to a fine natural vanity. Dora did not answer. She played absently with the little book on the table. 'Oh! but he's going to let us accept the invitation to Benet's Park I didn't tell you that, said Lucy suddenly, her face clearing. Dora was startled. 'Why, I thought you told me he wouldn't go?
From these, however, particularly in the winter, they could see the gabled colleges, the chapels with their rich glory of architecture and the smooth lawns of the college gardens as they sloped gently down to the river. St. Benet's, the college for women, was approached by a private road, and high entrance gates obstructed the gaze of the curious.
She supposed that it was aristocratic not to talk to people till you had been introduced to them. She hoped she would be introduced when they reached Benet's Park. Otherwise it would be awkward staying in the same house.
There was Stephen Benet's "The Beginning of Wisdom," where the revolt was a poet's, and the realist's detail selected from beauty instead of from ugliness; and Aikman's "Zell," in which youth rubs its sore shoulders against city blocks instead of university quadrangles. There was Dos Passos's "Three Soldiers," in which the boy hero is crushed by the war machine his elders have made.
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