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"No doubt, sir," said Colonel Braddon. "You are a minister, and men of your profession are not expected to fight. As for my friend Mr. Sprague," and he directed the attention of the company derisively to the New York dude, "he would, no doubt, engage the robbers single-handed." "I don't know," drawled Mortimer Sprague. "I am afraid I couldn't tackle more than two, don't you know."
Clarville, the author of "Madame Angot," transformed Madame Marneff into a virtuous woman; but he did not write to the papers to say that Balzac owed him a debt of gratitude on that account. The star of Miss Braddon has finally set in the obscure regions of servantgalism; Ouida and Rhoda Broughton continue to rewrite the books they wrote ten years ago; Mrs. Lynn Linton I have not read.
This is a very desirable kind of artist to know at home; but, after all, it is not easy to distinguish him from a highly-cultivated and successful merchant prince, with a taste for bric-a-brac. He is not in the least like the painter of romance; perhaps he is better he is certainly more fortunate; but he is not the real old thing, the Bohemian of Ouida and Miss Braddon.
Armed with that desk and its supply of stationery, Mary Elizabeth Braddon very fond of writing her name at full-length, and her address also at full-length, though the word "Middlesex" offered difficulties began that pilgrimage on the broad high road of fiction, which was destined to be a longish one.
"'Are these the links of Forth, she said; Or are they the crooks of Dee, Or the bonny woods of Warroch Head That I so fain would see? "'By heaven! said Bertram, 'it is the very ballad." On this quotation two remarks fall to be made. First, as an instance of modern feeling for romance, this famous touch of the flageolet and the old song is selected by Miss Braddon for omission.
One day, as they were making three miles an hour over a poor road, the conversation fell upon stage robbers. "What would you do, Colonel Braddon," one passenger asked of the Western merchant, "if the stage were stopped by a gang of ruffians?" "Shoot 'em down like dogs, sir," was the prompt reply. "If passengers were not so cowardly, stages would seldom be robbed."
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