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"Done," said Mr. Erskine. "One, the sea; two, the wind; three, a dog; four ..." The others passed on. "Poor Timothy," said Elsbeth. "A very fine night," shouted Miss Eliot into Mr. Clutterbuck's ear. "Like to look at the stars?" said the old man, turning the telescope towards Elsbeth. "Doesn't it make you melancholy looking at the stars?" shouted Miss Eliot. "Dear me no, dear me no," Mr.
Denry, nevertheless, did score one point over Mrs Clutterbuck's fussy cousin. "Captain Deverax has come," said this latter. "He was very late. He'll be downstairs in a few minutes. We shall get him to lead the cotillon." "Captain Deverax?" Denry questioned. "Yes. You've heard us mention him," said the cousin, affronted. "Possibly," said Denry. "I don't remember."
Clutterbuck's eyes watered still more, when he heard the grateful sounds of what to him was the mother tongue.
He might have added Major Clutterbuck's thousand pounds as another item to be cleared, but he thought it as well to keep silent upon the point. "Any fool could foresee the possibility of it," quoth Ezra brusquely. "The fall in prices is sure to be permanent, then?" the old man asked. "It will last for some years, any way," Ezra answered.
Clutterbuck's eyes watered still more, when he heard the grateful sounds of what to him was the mother tongue.
Clutterbuck's Election, A Change in the Cabinet, Pongo and the Bull, and The Green Overcoat, is an achievement of a very remarkable sort, the more remarkable that the interest of these stories lies entirely in Mr. Belloc's peculiar views upon politics and finance.
Clutterbuck's telescope at the edge of the terrace. The deaf old man stood beside her, fondling his beard, and reciting the names of the constellations: "Andromeda, Bootes, Sidonia, Cassiopeia. ..." "Andromeda," murmured Miss Eliot, shifting the telescope slightly. Mrs. Durrant and Charlotte looked along the barrel of the instrument pointed at the skies.
Clutterbuck's election, he comments: "The populace were wild with joy at their victory, and that portion of them who as bitterly mourned defeat would have been roughly handled had they not numbered quite half this vast assembly of human beings." He is satirist and ironist even more than historian. His ironical essays are the best of their kind that have been written in recent years. Mr.
Clutterbuck's Lectures on the Nervous System. In this season of the year, a few hints on the temperature of the body prior to cold immersion, may not unaptly be furnished. It is commonly supposed, that if a person have made himself warm with walking, or any other exercise, he must wait till he becomes cooled before he should plunge into the cold water. Dr.
In any case, they were loth to leave their fourth floor, and to have the trouble of moving their effects. These same effects were the pride of Major Clutterbuck's heart. Small as their sanctum was, it was a very museum of curious objects brought from every part of the world, most of them of little intrinsic value, but all possessing a charm of association to their owner.
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