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Smith, after tea, "as this lady has been with such a queer set of people, let's show her the difference; suppose we go somewhere to-night!-I love to do things with spirit!-Come, ladies, where shall we go? For my part I should like Foote's-but the ladies must choose; I never speak myself." "Well, Mr. Smith is always in such spirits!" said Miss Branghton.
"Why, Lord, aunt, what are you so angry for? there's no speaking a word, but you fly into a passion: you're as bad as Biddy, or Poll, for that, for you're always a-scolding." "I desire, Tom," cried Miss Branghton, "you'd speak for yourself, and not make so free with my name." "There, now, she's up!
"Well," said Miss Polly, "I hope that aunt and Miss will be of our side, for papa always takes part with Tom." "Come, come," cried Madame Duval, "if you stand talking here, we shan't get no place at all." Mr. Branghton then enquired the way to the gallery; and, when we came to the door-keeper, demanded what was to pay. "The usual price, Sir," said the man. "Then give me change," cried Mr.
He disdains his father for his close attention to business and love of money, though he seems himself to have no talents, spirit, or generosity to make him superior to either. His chief delight appears to be in tormenting and ridiculing his sisters, who in return most cordially despise him. Miss Branghton, the eldest daughter, is by no means ugly; but looks proud, ill-tempered, and conceited.
This morning Madame Duval said she would invite the Branghton family to return our visit to-morrow; and, not choosing to rise herself,-for she generally spends the morning in bed,-she desired me to wait upon them with her message. M. Du Bois, who just then called, insisted upon attending me. Mr.
Branghton, again putting down his guinea. "For how many, Sir?" "Why-let's see,-for six." "For six, Sir? why, you're given me but a guinea." "But a guinea! why, how much would you have? I suppose it is'n't half-a-guinea a piece here too?" "No, Sir, only five shillings." Mr. Branghton again took up his unfortunate guinea, and protested he would not submit to no such imposition.
We went, as before, up two pairs of stairs; but the moment the father opened the door, the daughters both gave a loud scream. We all stopped; and then Miss Branghton called out, "Lord, Papa, what do you bring the company up here for? why, Polly and I a'n't half dressed."
She hates the city, though without knowing why; for it is easy to discover she has lived nowhere else. Miss Polly Branghton is rather pretty, very foolish, very ignorant, very giddy, and, I believe, very good-natured." This is not a fine style, but simple, perspicuous, and agreeable.
"What a jabbering they make!" cried Mr. Branghton, "there's no knowing a word they say. Pray, what's the reason they can't as well sing in English?-but I suppose the fine folks would not like it, if they could understand it." "How unnatural their action is!" said the son: "why, now, who ever saw an Englishman put himself in such out-of-the-way postures?"
Branghton, have the goodness to give up this plan; I know but very little of his Lordship, and cannot, upon any account, take so great a liberty." "Don't say nothing about it," said Madam Duval, "for I shall have it my own way: so, if you won't call the coachman, Sir, I'll promise you I'll call him myself." The footman, very impertinently, laughed and turned upon his heel.
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