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"Saw him go out to Brightwater in a motor boat this morning," Louise said. "Well, we simply have got to keep up our troop tactics until we run this down," declared Cleo. "Think of her saying we tried to drown the boy!" "And she called him Bentley. That's rather a pretty name. He surely doesn't belong to her class," said Grace.

An invitation from Lady Cobham about this time gave occasion to an odd composition called "A Long Story," which adds little to Gray's character. Several of his pieces were published with designs by Mr. Bentley; and, that they might in some form or other make a book, only one side of each leaf was printed.

* Narrative of the Fire which happened at Ashburnham House, 23rd October 1731. Report of the committee appointed by the House of Commons. On the 1st November the work of restoration began, and was carried out by Bentley, Casley, three clerks from the Record Office, a bookbinder, and others. The Speaker of the House of Commons was frequently present.

But Marian declined the journey, and Commodore Waugh, with his wife, his niece and his Grim set out in the family carriage for Bentley Springs. Jacquelina rapidly regained health and rushed again to her mad breaks. After a stormy scene with the commodore, the latter vowed she should either marry Dr. Grimshaw or be sent to a nunnery. To the convent of St.

Thinking over the futility of a further appeal to the authorities there, and wondering where she could turn for honest assistance beyond William Bentley, who could do no more than herself, Agnes walked away from the camp a short distance, retracing the way they had come. "Of all the deluded, deceived creatures!" said Mrs. Reed. "Hush-sh-sh!" said the miller's wife.

"No, I thank you, Jenny," he said, when she asked him to come in; "I'm going on to Uncle Anthony's to dinner. Good morning." And Jenny felt that some mysterious change in Tom had put a distance between him and her. Fortune May, the dairy-maid at Bentley Hall, came into the farmhouse at supper-time that Sunday evening. "Well, they're all gone," said she, "and the house shut up.

Bentley lives in a world of his own; I envy him with all my heart, I love and admire him, he cheers and soothes me when I am with him. But I can't see whatever he sees. I am only aware of a remorseless universe grinding out its destinies. We Anglo-Saxons are fond of deceiving ourselves about life, of dressing it up in beautiful colours, of making believe that it actually contains happiness.

Why, it was nearly dark that afternoon, and I " "Please don't rub it in. I know. You see I knew you so well." "Me?" cried Margaret Elizabeth. "I had seen you pass, I mean." Again Miss Bentley said "Oh!" adding: "You are also the person who laughed when I made an idiotic remark about lighthouses in the grocery." The Candy Man protested. He had not laughed. "Your eyes laughed.

They brought him in nearly £9000, and made him independent of bookseller or of nobleman. The remarkable success of these works is strange when we remember that Pope's knowledge of Greek was very imperfect, and that he was obliged to consult translations before attempting any passage. The Greek scholar Bentley, a contemporary of Pope, delivered a just verdict on the translation: "A pretty poem, Mr.

"Take him to the drug store, doctor," urged one of the women. "He'll revive quicker in the open air, madam," answered the physician. "Is young Prescott very badly hurt?" "I can't tell yet," said Dr. Bentley. "There doesn't seem to be any fracture of the bone at the point where he was struck. And the back of his head seems to be sound and whole. I think Master Dick is simply stunned." Dr.