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Updated: June 1, 2025
This is the third time only that I have heard his voice since we have been at Amboise, save when save when " "Go on." "Save when King Louis presented him to me in the revel under the name of the Count de F , and he asked me if I could forgive his mother for Lord Clifford's crime."
He had no earthly right to capture this ecclesiastic, but he was prepared if the Colonel, who was a magistrate, gave him the order, and not without. But we are interrupting Colonel Clifford's interrogatories. "Madam, what makes you think this disloyal person was my son?" "Indeed, sir, I don't know," said the lady, and looking around the room with some signs of distress.
Not for words would she have referred to the incident, least of all in Lady Clifford's hearing. "Why, what happened the other day?" inquired Miss Clifford, placidly dealing. "Didn't I tell you? I upset a basin of water, almost over him. Wasn't it stupid?" It was the first thing that came into her mind. She felt the Frenchwoman's eyes upon her full of shrewd understanding. "Oh! Was that all?
Shall I step in, this moment?" "No," replied Hepzibah, her voice quivering too painfully to allow of many words. "He cannot see visitors!" "A visitor, my dear cousin! do you call me so?" cried the Judge, whose sensibility, it seems, was hurt by the coldness of the phrase. "Nay, then, let me be Clifford's host, and your own likewise. Come at once to my house.
His motto was that "every man has his price," and as business was fairly dull, and Paul was somewhat cramped for want of capital, he thought a good business investment would be the price for Paul Clifford's conscientious scruples.
There were about two hundred francs worth of roses, the same of white lilacs, and enough lilies of the valley, nestling in baby leaves of yellow green, to clean out any save a well-filled pocket book; but that was all the better. The more he could spend to-day, the more was Hugh Egerton pleased. He gave "Madame Clifford's" address, and wrote something in English on his visiting card.
Between the heights and the village lay the cantonment of the Jersey line, Clifford's destination. Chatham was a pleasant little place. There were many hills in the vicinity, and a fine view of the valley of the Passaic River, which stream ran through the village. But none of the party noticed hills or river as they went through the town toward the encampment.
He has, in, fact, been on guard here. But the outer door, leading to the hall, is fastened, as you will see if you care to look." At a sign from the superior officer one of the sergents-de-ville stepped into the hall and quickly returned to confirm Lady Clifford's statement. The chief representative of the police then drew a long breath and spoke to Roger in a threatening voice.
We chose the sunniest morning we could for our visit to Clifford's Tower, which remains witness of the Norman castle the Conqueror built and rebuilt to keep the Danish-Anglian-Roman- British town in awe. But the tower was no part of the original castle, and only testifies of it by hearsay.
Just by the Record Office is one of the places where I am especially prone to get ideas; so also is the other end, about the butcher's shop near Holborn. The reason in both cases is the same, namely, that I have about had time to settle down to reflection after leaving, on the one hand, my rooms in Clifford's Inn and, on the other, Jones's rooms in Barnard's Inn where I usually spend the evening.
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