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The London City Companies are rich in their possessions of valuable plate. Some of the cups are especially beautiful. The Worshipful Company of Skinners owns some curious loving cups, emblematic of the names of the donors. There are five Cockayne Loving Cups, made in the form of cocks, with their tail feathers spread up to form the handles. The heads have to be removed for drinking.
He was to be serious and silent amid mountains of feminine under linen. He was to ask no questions. In the Saint Honoré gallery which is the furnishing department Mr. Cockayne was permitted to indulge in a few passing expressions of wonder.
"We don't mind the parade and the band, but we might have a peep at just a few of the shops near the hotel, before eleven," observes Sophonisba. Cockayne throws up his eyes, and laments the frivolity of women. Germain l'Auxerrois, while the frivolous part of his household goes stoutly away, light-hearted and gay as humming-birds, to have their first look at the shops.
Cockayne would be pleased to inform his lawful wife and the unfortunate children who were subjected by fate to his cruel tyranny perhaps he would inform them when it would be convenient for him to take them home. His insults were more than his wife could bear. "What's the matter now?" asked the despairing Cockayne, rubbing his hat with his coat-sleeve.
What was it they said, Sophy, my dear?" "I didn't quite catch, mamma; these people talk so fast." "They seem to me," Mrs. Cockayne continued, "to jumble all their words one into another." "That is because " Mr. Cockayne was about to explain. "Now, pray, Mr. Cockayne, do leave your Mutual Improvement Society behind, and give us a little relief while we are away.
Who the devil is this Viscount de Gars, to begin with?" Mrs. Cockayne drew herself up to her full height, and looked through her husband or meant to look through him but just then he was not to be cowed even by Mrs. Cockayne. With provoking coolness and deliberation over the exact relative quantities, Mr.
"A veritable son of Cockayne!" muttered Nicholas, contemptuously. Riding on, and entering the grove of oaks, he lost sight of his favourite hill, though glimpses were occasionally caught through the trees of the lovely valley below. Soon afterwards the party turned off on the left, and presently arrived at a gate which admitted them to Read Park.
"Mamma dear, papa is coming with us," Sophonisba expostulated. "Well, I suppose he is. It has not quite come to that yet, my dear. I am prepared for anything, I believe; but your father will, I trust, not make us the laughing-stock of the hotel." "I am ready," said Cockayne, grimly, between his teeth.
We three would show these lads of Cockayne what three foresters know of wood-craft! But it may not be. Were I once there, the old blood might stir again and I might bring you into trouble, and ye have not two faces under one hood as I have! So fare ye well, I wish you many a bagful of nuts!"
"There, that will do, Cockayne," the lady sharply answered. "I'm sure I'm a great deal too tired to hear speeches. Order me some iced water. You talk about French politeness, Cockayne. I think I never saw people stare so much in the whole coarse of my life. And some boys in blue pinafores actually laughed in our very faces. I know what I should have done to them, had I been their mother.
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