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Wyatt began to undress. "Any colours?" asked Mike after a pause. First eleven colours were generally given in the pavilion after a match or on the journey home. "No. Only one or two thirds. Jenkins and Clephane, and another chap, can't remember who. No first, though." "What was Bob's innings like?" "Not bad. A bit lucky.
In 1751, Hume removed to Edinburgh and took up his abode on a flat in one of those prodigious houses in the Lawnmarket, which still excite the admiration of tourists; afterwards moving to a house in the Canongate. His sister joined him, adding £30 a year to the common stock; and, in one of his charmingly playful letters to Dr. Clephane, he thus describes his establishment, in 1753.
Clephane asked. "I think you will enjoy it better if you're not wise, little lady!" he smiled. "Moreover, it depends on circumstances just how it's to be gone about except that it ends in the office of the Secretary of State. Hush!" "The Secretary of State!" she exclaimed low. "I've an appointment to take Mrs. Spencer to meet his Excellency at four o'clock."
Very well she would defeat them yet. The Secretary was standing by the window; with him were Mrs. Clephane and Carpenter. "How do you do, Mrs. Spencer!" he said, without waiting for the formal presentation. She dropped him Continental fashion a bit of curtsy and offered him her slender fingers; which, as well as the rest of her hand, he took and held.
Hume does not appear to have troubled himself about the matter, and does not even think it worth mention in My Own Life. In 1756 he tells Clephane that he is worth £1,600 sterling, and consequently master of an income which must have been wealth to a man of his frugal habits.
And with this exclamation the last doubt in Harleston's mind of Mrs. Clephane's having aught to do with the night attack vanished and having acquitted her in that respect, there was scarcely any question as to the sincerity and truth of her tale. As it has been remarked previously, Mrs. Clephane was very good to look at and what is more to the point with Harleston, she looked back.
This struck me as queer since no one knew of my being in town except my friends at the Shoreham. A moment after I entered my room, the telephone rang. I answered. A man's voice came back. "'Who is that? said he. "'Whom do you want? said I. "'I wish to speak to Mrs. Clephane. "'Very well, said I; 'I'm Mrs. Clephane. "'Oh, Mrs. Clephane, we have been trying for you since ten o'clock! said he.
"I suppose you're captain of Shields' lot, Clephane? Well, you're going to scratch as usual, I suppose?" For the last five seasons that lamentable house had failed to put a team into the field. "You'd better," said Henfrey, "we haven't overmuch time as it is. We ought to have started the house matches a week ago." "Scratch!" said Clephane. "Don't you wish we would!
I imply that he is a man of rare discrimination and admirable taste." "Now won't you please tell me, your Excellency, if you credit, no, if you believe, my story and don't be a diplomat for the telling." "My dear Madame Clephane, I do believe your tale it bears the impress of truth in what you've not done, as well as in what you've done.
He got the Chateau and, giving his name, asked whether Mrs. Clephane was on the first floor of the hotel. In a few minutes the answer came: she was not; should they give him her apartment? He said yes. Presently a sleepy voice answered. He recognized it as Marie the maid and had some difficulty in convincing her of his identity.
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