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Updated: June 19, 2025
Have you seen Mr. Nugent Dubourg?" The Pope of Dimchurch suddenly collapsed, in full fulmination of his domestic Bulls. "Pardon me," he replied, adopting his most elaborately polite manner. "This requires considerable explanation." I declined to wait for considerable explanation. "You have not seen him?" I said. "I have not seen him," echoed Mr. Finch.
"Is there a time coming," I asked myself, "when all that I have done to-night must be done over again?" I opened the rectory-gate. Mr. Finch intercepted me before I could get round to our side of the house. He held up before me, in solemn triumph, a manuscript of many pages. "My Letter," he said. "A Letter of Christian remonstrance, to Nugent Dubourg." "Nugent Dubourg has left Dimchurch."
Dubourg," I began, "you will already have guessed that I overheard what Miss Finch said to you at parting?" He bowed, in silent acknowledgment that it was so and began to toy nervously with the gold vase which Lucilla had left on the table. "What do you propose to do?" I went on. "You have spoken of the interest you feel in my young friend.
Each execution led to fresh conversions, as was seen in the early years of the Christian Church. Anne Dubourg, Parliamentary councillor, condemned to be burned alive, marched to the stake exhorting the crowd to be converted. ``His constancy, says a witness, ``made more Protestants among the young men of the colleges than the books of Calvin.
She rushed at Nugent Dubourg, so blindly incapable of measuring her distance that she struck against him violently, and nearly threw him down. "I know him! I know him!" she cried and flung her arms round his neck. "Oh, Oscar! Oscar!" She clasped him to her with all her strength as the name passed her lips, and dropped her head on his bosom in an ecstasy of joy.
Nugent Dubourg, and when you have brought your brother back to this house, I will take your hand not before." He bowed resignedly, with a little satirical shrug of the shoulders, and asked if he might offer me a chair. I took a chair for myself, and placed it so that I might be opposite to him when he resumed his seat.
I have had him placed in a comfortable room in the Old Men's Home, where he is attended by Doctor Dubourg, of L'Ange, who Providentially happened to be passing the convent at the time of the occurrence." Salome covered her face with her hands, and sank back in her chair, with a groan.
I had not, while residing in the house of Dubourg, absolutely conducted myself like A clerk condemn'd his father's soul to cross, Who penn'd a stanza when he should engross;
"Browndown belongs to Somebody," I said hazarding another guess. "Did Somebody let it without a reference?" "Browndown belongs to a gentleman at Brighton," answered Lucilla. "And the gentleman was referred to a well-known name in London one of the great City merchants. Here is the most provoking part of the whole mystery. The merchant said, 'I have known Mr. Dubourg from his childhood.
For the rest, his conscience was at ease; and he was entirely at Miss Finch's service. Mr. Oscar Dubourg, sitting hidden from notice behind his brother, followed his brother's example. The decision in the matter under discussion rested with Miss Finch alone. He had no opinion of his own to offer on it. Miss Finch herself, appealed to next: Had but one reply to give.
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