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Clutterbuck!" were the only words I heard farther: and with tears in my eyes, and a suffocating feeling in my throat, for the matrimonial situation of my unfortunate friend, I descended into the drawing-room. The only one yet there, was the pale nephew; he was bending painfully over a book; I took it from him, it was "Bentley upon Phalaris."
The scanty congregation was no less surprised when they heard that Tobias Clutterbuck, bachlelor, was about to marry Lavinia Scully, widow, and that Thomas Dimsdale, bachelor, was to do as much to Catherine Harston, spinster.
Clutterbuck; what a dawdler you are! and do look was ever woman so used? you have wiped your razor upon my nightcap you dirty, slovenly " "I crave you many pardons; I own my error!" said Clutterbuck, in a nervous tone of interruption. "Error, indeed!" cried Mrs.
He did not believe in the Maria Clutterbuck friendship, either in its past or present existence, as described by Madalina. Indeed, he did not put strong faith in anything that Madalina said to him. In the handsome gentleman with two thousand a year, he did not believe at all.
"You are living in London?" asked Miss Julia Eliot. "Yes," said Jacob. "In rooms?" 'Yes." "There is Mr. Clutterbuck. You always see Mr. Clutterbuck here. He is not very happy at home, I am afraid. They say that Mrs. Clutterbuck ..." she dropped her voice. "That's why he stays with the Durrants. Were you there when they acted Mr. Wortley's play?
Durrant sat in the drawing-room by a lamp winding a ball of wool. Mr. Clutterbuck read the Times. In the distance stood a second lamp, and round it sat the young ladies, flashing scissors over silver-spangled stuff for private theatricals. Mr. Wortley read a book. "Yes; he is perfectly right," said Mrs. Durrant, drawing herself up and ceasing to wind her wool. And while Mr.
"A shell, major? You mean a bullet." "A shell, madam, a shell," said the major with decision. "Dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. Scully, with a somewhat bewildered expression. "How very sad it all is. We must thank you very much, Major Bottletop " "Clutterbuck," said the Major. "I beg pardon, Major Clutterbuck. It was very kind of you to call upon us in this friendly way and to give us these details.
Tobias Clutterbuck may be poor, me dear friend, but" and here he puffed out his chest and tapped on it with his round, sponge-like fist "he's honest, and pays debts of honour on the nail. No, sir, there's no one can say a word against Tobias, except that he's a half-pay old fool with more heart than brains.
The church-yard, the abbey, were silent as the grave; you might have heard a pin drop; there was not a breath of air stirring, so the tapers burnt, beautifully." This must have strongly reminded the spectator of the introduction to the Monastery, and the visit of the worthy benedictine, accompanied by Captain Clutterbuck, for the purpose of taking up his patron's heart.
We have numerous passages in and out of the novels the chief of them being the remarkable conversation with Captain Clutterbuck in the Introduction to the Fortunes of Nigel and the reflections in the Diary on Sir John Chiverton and Brambletye House showing that Scott knew perfectly well the construction and the stringing of his fiddle, as well as the trick of applying his rosin.
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