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"And how good of you, my dear Lady Clonbrony, in defiance of bulls and blunders, to allow us a comfortable English fire-place and plenty of Newcastle coal in China! And a white marble no! white velvet hearthrug painted with beautiful flowers Oh! the delicate, the useful thing!" Vexed by the emphasis on the word useful, Lady Clonbrony endeavoured to turn off the attention of the company.
"But what have they at present?" "Twenty thousand a year, they say," replied Mrs. Dareville. "Ten thousand, I believe," cried Lady Langdale. "Ten thousand, have they? possibly," said her grace. "I know nothing about them have no acquaintance among the Irish. Torcaster knows something of Lady Clonbrony; she has fastened herself by some means upon him; but I charge him not to commit me.
"I don't pretend to know him yet," said Lord Colambre. "I am not so presumptuous as to form my opinion at first sight." "Oh, curse your modesty!" interrupted Lord Clonbrony; "you mean, you don't pretend to like him yet; but Terry will make you like him.
Broadhurst, whispered she; 'but look there now; they are at their books! What do you expect can come of that sort of thing? So ill-bred, and downright rude of Colambre, I must give him a hint. 'No, no, for mercy's sake! my dear Lady Clonbrony, no hints, no hints, no remarks!
So with her head full of furniture, Lady Clonbrony retired. "I go to my business, Colambre: and I leaven you to settle yours in peace." In peace! Never was our hero's mind less at peace than at this moment. The more his heart felt that it was painful, the more his reason told him it was necessary that he should part from Grace Nugent.
Tell him, if he's troublesome, we won't bespeak any more carriages; and, I'm sure, I wish you would not be so silly, my lord, to employ him any more, when you know he disappointed me the last birthday about the landau, which I have not got yet." "Nonsense, my dear," said Lord Clonbrony; "you don't know what you are talking of Terry, I say, even a friendly execution is an ugly thing."
Dareville and, if I was leaving Lon'on, I should not regret Lady Langdale neither and Lady St. James is as cold as a stone. Colambre may well say frozen circles these sort of people are really very cold, and have, I do believe, no hearts. I don't verily think there is one of them would regret me more Hey! let me see, Dublin the winter Merrion-square new furnished and the summer Clonbrony Castle!"
'Buxton never did anybody harm, said Lady Clonbrony; 'and as to bloom, I'm sure, if Grace has not bloom enough in her cheeks this moment to please you, I don't know what you'd have, my dear lord Rouge? Shut the door, John! Oh, stay! Colambre! Where upon earth's Colambre? cried her ladyship, stretching from the farthest side of the coach to the window. 'Colambre! Colambre was forced to appear.
'Ay, indeed; she little knows, said Lord Clonbrony, 'what's hanging over her head. 'Hanging over my head? said Lady Clonbrony, looking up; 'nonsense! what? An execution, madam! said Lord Colambre.
Ay, you've been so long at Cambridge, I forgot. And did you never see Terry? 'I have seen him, sir I met him yesterday at Mr. Mordicai's, the coachmaker's. 'Mordicai's! exclaimed Lord Clonbrony, with a sudden blush, which he endeavoured to hide by taking snuff. 'He is a damned rascal, that Mordicai! I hope you didn't believe a word he said nobody does that knows him.
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