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Updated: May 4, 2025
It was unbelievable... she had never pictured anything so vile.... The blood rushed to her face, and she sprang up angrily, half minded to tear the letters in bits and throw them all into the fire. She heard her husband's knock on the door between their rooms, and swept the dangerous packet under the blotting-book.
The other hand was on the table, fingering idly the various objects that strewed it. There were an inkstand, a pen-tray, a seal, a blotting-book or portfolio, and many other odds and ends. This blotting-book, with the same listless, aimless action, Mrs. Wilders presently turned to, and turned over the leaves one by one.
The king's handwriting was then handed round amidst reverent "ahs" and "ohs," or what sounded like them. This letter was also passed round and examined lengthwise, sidewise, and upside down. They shrieked with satirical laughter when I pressed some fragile ferns in my blotting-book. The natives think it quite idiotic in us to attach any value to withered leaves.
She dropped on her knees beside the writing-table, and locked her hands together. "He told," she whispered to herself. "Thank God! Thank God!" Two happy tears dropped onto Mr. Alwynn's old leather blotting-book, that worn cradle of many sermons. Was this the same world? Was this the same sun which was shining in upon her? What new songs were the birds practising outside?
Can you write?" "Oh yes! Shall I write for you?" "You shall! you shall! here's paper" rising and opening an ancient blotting-book, its covers all scribbled over with tiny figures, the result of much calculating, he hastily set forth writing materials, his lean, claw-like, dirty hands trembling with eagerness. "Hear, hear, write fast."
Dodsley too; he would be more gratified if he saw it first, in private, and thought himself consulted." Dr. May was dismayed at seeing her take up her pen, make a desk of her blotting-book, and begin her copy by firelight. "Flora, my dear," he said, "this must not be. Have I not told you that you must be content to rest?" "I did not get up till ten o'clock, and have been lying here ever since."
Assheton, however, was out, a fact which he learned with regret, but, if he might write a note to her, his walk would not be wasted. Accordingly he was shown up into the drawing-room, where on the writing-table was laid an open blotting-book.
The inclinations which he had deliberately stated on the 2d of October he would think it enough to refer to by the mention of that date; judging by the standard of his own memory, which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions, and not the ordinary long-used blotting-book which only tells of forgotten writing. But in this case Mr.
It was a species of blotting-book made of very thin blue paper, and which seemed to be slightly oiled. Between each leaf of blue paper there was a sheet of white paper. He took out of his pocket a sort of blunt bodkin, saying, "The first thing to hand will serve your purpose, a nail or a match," and he traced with his bodkin on the first leaf of the book the word "Republic."
She had not gone, because the pair always talked till after midnight, and the later the hour the more important their confidences. But surely she could not fall over this small stumbling block! The girl ran to a writing table and opened the blotting-book. It was old, thickly patterned with stains, but it contained not a single sheet of paper. She pulled out a drawer.
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