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The Honourable George, with that modesty which so well became him, accepted Miss Dunstable's reply as a final answer to his little proposition, and troubled her with no further courtship. As he said to his brother John, no harm had been done, and he might have better luck next time. But there was an intimate of Courcy Castle who was somewhat more pertinacious in his search after love and wealth.
And it did not prevent the passage of some embarrassed but satisfactory words between Herbert Dunstable's mother and Alice Wigram, after Lady Dunstable had taken her latest guest to "Lady Mary's" room, bidding her go straight to bed, and be waited on. Lord Dunstable and the lawyer departed after dinner to meet their special train at Perth.
Sowerby hurried back to town and put himself into communication with Miss Dunstable's lawyer. Is There Cause or Just Impediment? I now purpose to visit another country house in Barsetshire, but on this occasion our sojourn shall be in the eastern division, in which, as in every other county in England, electioneering matters are paramount at the present moment. It has been mentioned that Mr.
And then, feeling a not unnatural anxiety as to the present state of Miss Dunstable's worldly concerns, he took an opportunity of falling back on that part of the conversation which Mrs Proudie had exercised so much tact in avoiding. "And was it sold?" said he. "Sold! what sold?" "You were saying about the business that you came back without going to bed because of selling the business."
Lady Dunstable's exclamation, as she came to a stop and put up a tortoise-shell eyeglass, was clearly audible. "Doris!" cried Meadows excitedly in his wife's ear "Look here! what are you going to say! what am I to say! that you got tired of London, and wanted some Scotch air? that we intend to go off together? For goodness' sake, what is it to be?"
Morrison replied to Mr. Edgar Habbesham-Morley, of 3a, Green Street, Park Lane, to the effect that Mr. Montagu Watson was deeply grateful for all the kind things, etc. 3a, Green Street was Dunstable's home address. At this juncture the Watson-Dunstable correspondence ceases, and the relations become more personal. On the afternoon of the twenty-third of the month, Mr.
Miss Dunstable's eloquence, however, rang in his ears. For Miss Dunstable had an eloquence of her own, even in her letters. "Never let them talk you out of your own true, honest, hearty feelings," she had said.
Forman, the master of his new form, set him a hundred lines of Virgil, and told him to show them up next day. To Dunstable's delight, the next day passed without mention of them; and when the day after that went by, and still nothing was said, he came to the conclusion that Mr. Forman had forgotten all about them. Which was indeed the case. Mr.
It formed, at least, one of two subjects which monopolized attention, the other being that dreadful rumour, first put in motion by Tom Towers at Miss Dunstable's party, as to a threatened dissolution of Parliament. "Perhaps, after all, it will be the best thing for us," said Mr. Green Walker, who felt himself to be tolerably safe at Crewe Junction.
But it was not until the middle of preparation that the great idea flashed upon Dunstable's mind. It was the simplicity of the thing that took his breath away. That and its possibilities. This was the idea. Why not start a Lines Trust in the school? An agency for supplying lines at moderate rates to all who desired them? There did not seem to be a single flaw in the scheme.
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