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What silly things he said, what bitter retorts he provoked, how at one place he was troubled with evil presentiments which came to nothing, how at another place, on waking from a drunken doze, he read the prayer-book and took a hair of the dog that had bitten him, how he went to see men hanged and came away maudlin, how he added five hundred pounds to the fortune of one of his babies because she was not scared at Johnson's ugly face, how was frightened out of his wits at sea, and how the sailors quieted him as they would have quieted a child, how tipsy he was at Lady Cork's one evening and how much his merriment annoyed the ladies, how impertinent he was to the Duchess of Argyll and with what stately contempt she put down his impertinence, how Colonel Macleod sneered to his face at his impudent obtrusiveness, how his father and the very wife of his bosom laughed and fretted at his fooleries; all these things he proclaimed to all the world, as if they had been subjects for pride and ostentatious rejoicing.
The Journal here has: October 28th. Dinner of The Club to Lord Dufferin before his departure for India. November 14th. Dinner at Lady Molesworth's to the Waddingtons. December 3rd. Small dinner at Lord Cork's, with Gladstone and Sir H. James. From Sir Henry Taylor Bournemouth, December 10th. Dear Mr.
Nor did it mean imparting his secret to others, for there was only Mrs. Cork's son, a widower, who being out at work all day would be easily outwitted, the more so as he was stone deaf and of a slow and saturnine disposition. To be sure there was little Polly, Mrs. Cork's granddaughter, but either Mr.
"That's just what was bothering me!" said Kalle, turning round with a disconsolate laugh. "For they ought, of course. But if the cork's once drawn, you know how it disappears." He reached out slowly for the corkscrew which hung on a nail. But Lasse would not hear of it; he would not taste the beverage for the world.
With her hand upon Cork's collar, she answered him. "Yes, come in. I am afraid it is rather dark. Will you wait while Mrs. Briggs brings a candle?" Someone else had entered behind Sir Kersley. She heard a quick, decided tread; and again more ferociously Cork growled. "Take that dog away!" ordered Max. Mechanically she moved to obey, Cork accompanying her reluctantly.
There were two estates in Kerry let at a much lower rate than any others in the county those of Lord Cork and Colonel Oliver. Colonel Oliver's agent was the only one fired at in Kerry in 1886, and Lord Cork's agent was the only one obliged to employ over two hundred police to protect him in endeavouring to recover in 1887 rent which was due in 1884.
With reference to Lady Cork's theory, Lady Harriet said, "I suppose it would be rather tiresome for her, poor thing! for you know she hates music, and there would be nothing to steal but one another's wings." Lady Cork's great age did not appear to interfere with her enjoyment of society, in which she lived habitually.
She rose with the words, swayed a little, then recovered herself, and, with her hand on Cork's head, moved slowly away down the great hall. Dumbly Nick stood and watched the slim young figure with the wolf-hound pacing gravely beside it.
"You've got my mug mixed with somebody else's." "Have I? Well, you'll come to the station with me, anyhow, and be looked over. The description fits you all right." The cop twisted his fingers under Cork's collar. "Come on!" he ordered roughly. Cork glanced at Ruby. She was pale, and her thin nostrils quivered. Her quick eye danced from one man's face to the other as they spoke or moved.
In the evening went with my mother to a party at old Lady Cork's. We started for our assembly within a few minutes of Sunday morning. Such rooms such ovens! such boxes full of fine folks and foul air! in which we stood and sat, and looked and listened, and talked nonsense and heard it talked, and perspired and smothered and suffocated.
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