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Updated: June 15, 2025
"That romance in high life which you were investigating with Mr. Cadbury Taylor did not come to anything?" "No, Mr. Hardwick." "Then don't you think we might enact a romance in high life in this very room; it is high enough from the street to entitle it to be called a romance in high life," and the editor grinned uneasily, like an unready man who hopes to relieve a dilemma by a poor joke.
It's gone for ever," was the rejoinder. "You'll never have it again." "Well, what was it, then? Nothing valuable, I hope?" "When two things are made into one thing, you can't speak of them any longer as 'both'; can you?" "Fetch us a grammar, Toppin," said Jack. "We're getting out of our depths. Have I lost two things, please, Cadbury, or only one?" "Don't frivol, Jack! listen to me.
An English factory, that of Messrs. Cadbury, at Bournville, affords an excellent illustration of its manufacture, not only because about a third of all the beans imported into this country are treated there, but also because this treatment is effected amid ideal surroundings. Half a century ago Messrs.
But when the cable message came saying no money would be sent her, a different complexion was put upon the whole affair, for she did not know but if the police were given plenty of time they might stumble on the diamonds." "But, my dear Cadbury, why should she not have taken the diamonds openly and raised money on them?"
Till forty years ago, and possibly even now, the people round Cadbury told tales of King Arthur, and firmly believed he would come again.
Besides its antiquarian importance, the "Castle" derives a romantic interest from its popular association with the fabled Camelot. The hill is best ascended by a lane near a farm-house to the S. of S. Cadbury Church. Though much covered with timber, the fortifications are still clearly traceable, and consist of a quadruple series of ramparts and ditches.
Cadbury greeted her with the air of a constable, lawyer, and magistrate rolled into one, and the woman listened with deep respect. "If the fowl of which I am speaking does belong to you," he pursued, in stern and solemn tones, "I am sorry to tell you it has been the cause of a most unfortunate accident that might have proved fatal.
They being parted I went with Cadbury the mast maker to view a parcel of good masts which I think it were good to buy, and resolve to speak to the board about it.
He gathered himself to his feet, and remarked stiffly, "Well, Cadbury, when you've done " Cadbury steadied himself with an effort. "It's all over now, Grey. I'm as grave as a judge. And to show you how penitent I am, I'll see this job through for you. But you must obey me to the letter. No, don't brush yourself! Just lie down again as you were, and, however much you're tempted to, don't apologize!
This heroic and monumental manner in ethics has entirely vanished with supernatural religion. They, being humble, could parade themselves; but we are too proud to be prominent. Our ethical teachers write reasonably for prison reform; but we are not likely to see Mr. Cadbury, or any eminent philanthropist, go into Reading Gaol and embrace the strangled corpse before it is cast into the quicklime.
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