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Buel did not answer. He stared gloomily down at the water lapping the iron side of the motionless steamer. The frown on his brow was deep. Miss Jessop looked at him for a moment out of the corners of her eyes. Then she said, impulsively "I know that was mean. I apologise. I told you I did not like to apologise, so you may know how sorry I am.
It seems strange in the light of our after-knowledge that there ever was a day when Hodden's books were selling by the thousand, and Buel was tramping the streets of London fruitlessly searching for a publisher. Not less strange is the fact that Buel thought Hodden's success well deserved. He would have felt honoured by the touch of Hodden's hand.
No convict ever climbed a treadmill with more hopeless despair than Buel worked in his little room under the lofty roof. He knew no one; there were none to speak to him a cheering or comforting word; he was ignorant even of the names of the men who accepted the articles from his pen, which appeared unsigned in the daily papers and in some of the weeklies.
He hoped Hodden had taken his departure to the saloon, and he lingered until the second gong rang. Entering the stateroom, he found Hodden still there. Buel gave him no greeting. The other cleared his throat several times and then said "I have not the pleasure of knowing your name." "My name is Buel." "Well, Mr.
The purser was busy allotting seats at the tables, and Buel waited patiently. He had no friends on board, and did not care where he was placed. When the purser was at liberty, the steward explained to him the difficulty which had arisen. The official looked at his list. "159 Buel. Is that your name, sir? Very good; 160 Hodden. That is the gentleman now in the room. Well, what is the trouble?"
Lennox said afterward that she thought there was something very peculiar about Miss Sommerton's smile in reply to her remark. Now, when each man's place in literature is so clearly defined, it seems ridiculous to state that there was a time when Kenan Buel thought J. Lawless Hodden a great novelist.
What do you say to that? Have you any engagements that would prevent you making the trip?" Buel laughed, "I am perfectly free as far as engagements are concerned." "That's all right, then. I wish I were in that position. Now, as I said, I considered your book cheap at L100. I got it for L20. I propose to hand over the L80 to you.
In particular he permitted Reverend William Buel Sprague, who had been a tutor in the family of Nelly Custis Lewis, to take about fifteen hundred papers on condition that he leave copies in their places. The judge also intrusted a considerable portion to the historian Jared Sparks, who issued the first considerable edition of Washington's writings.
1 During nearly the whole of Dr. King's life in Athens, Dr. Hill, an American Episcopal missionary, was resident there. The American Baptist Missionary Union placed two missionaries at Patras, on the Gulf of Corinth, in 1838. That station was discontinued in 1845, when Mr. Buel removed to the Piræus, the port of Athens, where he labored, in the most friendly relations with Dr.
The somewhat startling opinions and unexpected remarks of the American girl appeared to interest him, and doubtless tended to confirm his previous unfavourable impressions of the inhabitants of the Western world. Mr. Buel was usually present during these conferences, and his conduct under the circumstances was not admirable. He was silent and moody, and almost gruff on some occasions.
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