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I am, etc., etc., etc. Thus it happened that on 19th December Mr Brandram received the following letter: PRISON OF SEVILLE, 25th Nov. 1839.
Brandram told me you were in trouble, and I was wondering when and where I should have the opportunity of asking how I can help you." He tied his horse to a stake, and helped her back to her seat on the cliff. There was an awkward pause, which he occupied by examining her picture with a critical air. "Do you like it?" said she. "I don't know. I'm no great judge. Do you?" "I did, before you came.
The incident did no good to the already bickering relations between Borrow and the Rev. A. Brandram, the Secretary. Evidently Borrow's character jarred upon Brandram, who took revenge by a tone of facetious cavil and several criticisms upon Borrow's ways, upon his confident masculine tone, for example, his "passionate" prayer, and his confession of superstitious obedience to an ominous dream.
We shall have to get you and Brandram and fathers solicitor to come to the funeral, if you don't mind." "Of course I shall come," said Mr Armstrong. "And, by the way, it seems rather queer, doesn't it, that I shall have charge of all this big property, and, I suppose, be master of all the people about the place." "Naturally.
After that he felt decidedly better, and with the help of a steady ten minutes grind at the dumb-bells, he succeeded in pulling himself together. He had reached this stage in his toilet when a knock came at the door. "Come in, Raffles," said Mr Armstrong, beginning to see some prospect of a shave after all. It was not Raffles, but Dr Brandram, equipped for the road. "I'm off, Armstrong," said he.
"You choose a strange time, sir," said he, "for coming here with this story, when the heir and his guardians are both away." "I supposed my brother was here," said Ratman. "In any case he knows who I am; so does your friend the tutor, Dr Brandram." "Oh, why do you stop talking to that hateful man instead of coming, and enjoying the party?" pleaded Jill.
His faithful Basque, Francisco, had contracted typhus, or gaol fever, that was raging at the time, and died within a few days of his master's release. "A more affectionate creature never breathed," Borrow wrote to Mr Brandram. John Hasfeldt's comment on his friend's imprisonment was characteristic. In September 1838 he wrote:
On the other hand, Mr Brandram does not appear to have understood Borrow. He made no attempt to humour him, to praise him for what he had done and the way in which he had done it. Praise was meat and drink to Borrow; it compensated him for what he had endured and encouraged him to further effort.
On 20th July Mr Brandram had written that, after consulting with two or three members of the Committee, they all confirmed a wish already expressed that their Agent should not continue to expose himself to such dangers. If, however, he still saw the way open before him,
I'm not so sure now. Do sit down and let me say what I want to say." The tutor, with a flutter at his breast, sat meekly, keeping his eyes still on the picture. "Mr Armstrong, it's about Mr Ratman." "So Brandram said. What of him?" Rosalind told her father's story, except that she omitted any reference to the desperate proposition for satisfying his claims.
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