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"But think no more of my anger with yourself, I pray you." I told him that I would not, and so we parted good friends enough, though I feared that he might take this matter to heart in such wise that he would have some ill moments presently. There was little spring in his walk as he took the path towards Dallington.
Dallington Vere, 'at people objecting to act regular plays, for, independently of the objections, not that I think anything of them myself, which are urged against "private theatricals," the fact is, to get up a play is a tremendous business, and one or two is your bound.
Some of the men had ridden on, so that the homecoming feast should be spread for us, and there was the lady at the courtyard gates, and with her Sexberga, and a tall, handsome young thane, whom I knew for Eldred of Dallington; and there was Father Anselm, and Spray the smith, and many more whose faces I was glad to see again.
Gaiety pours forth its flood, and all are thinking of themselves, or of some one sweeter even than self-consciousness, or else perhaps one absent might be missed. Leaning on the arm of Sir Lucius Grafton, and shrouded in her cashmere, Mrs. Dallington Vere paces the terrace in earnest conversation. 'If I fail in this, said Sir Lucius, 'I shall be desperate.
He endeavoured to excuse his errors by being your companion; and to prove his virtues by being mine. 'Treacherous Squib! I positively must call him out. Duke, bear him a cartel. 'The quarrel is ours, and must be decided here, said Mrs. Dallington Vere. 'I second Miss Dacre.
'And you, Miss Dacre, remind me of my old friend, the Duchess of Nevers, who told me one day that in the course of her experience she had only met one man who was her rival in repartee. 'And that man, asked Mrs. Vere. 'Was your slave, Mrs. Dallington, said the young Duke, bowing profoundly, with his hand on his heart.
I have told everything necessary to Lady Shropshire. Nobody will speak a word, because they believe you have a terrible headache. I will say everything necessary to Mrs. Dallington and your cousin. Do not give yourself a moment's uneasiness. And, oh! Miss Dacre! if I might say one word! She did not stop him.
'Oh! no! make yourself easy, said Mrs. Dallington, smiling; 'no counterplot, I assure you, although really you do not deserve to succeed. 'Then who is it? eagerly asked Sir Lucius. 'You will not let me speak. The young Duke 'Damn the Duke! 'How impatient you are, Lucy! I must begin with the beginning. Well, the young Duke has something to do with it. 'Pray be explicit.
The plans we have hinted at were analysed, canvassed, weighed, and finally matured. They parted, after a long morning, well aware of the difficulties which awaited their fulfilment, but also full of hope. A Dangerous Guide SUCH able and congenial spirits as Mrs. Dallington Vere and Sir Lucius Grafton prosecuted their plans with the success which they had a right to anticipate.
"Herbage," says Dallington scornfully "is the most generall food of the Tuscan ... for every horse-load of flesh eaten, there is ten cart loades of hearbes and rootes, which also their open Markets and private tables doe witnesse, and whereof if one talke with them fasting, he shall have sencible feeling."
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