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He added that of course he 'never wanted to see the fellow again after that, and never did. But presently, after a long gaze into the coals, he emitted a chuckle, as for earlier memories of 'such a funny fellow. One quite recent memory he had, too. 'When I took on the name of Dunton, I had a note from him. Just this, with his butterfly signature: Theodore! What's Dunton?
Anyway, they couldn't do anything with her on the wind, and as it kept heading them from the east she sidled away down south through the Kuriles into the Yellow Sea. They got ice-bound somewhere, which explains why Dunton only fetched Vancouver a week ago." "But the message?"
"I can only recommend one thing, madam that he should go up to one of the specialists, who will suggest that he should stay in his private infirmary." "Well, why not?" said Mrs Mostyn eagerly. "There is the expense, madam," said the doctor hesitatingly. "Expense? Pooh! Fudge! People say I am very mean. Poor old Dunton used to say so, and James Ellis here."
If knowledge could not give a touch of humane regard for the feelings of a poor girl toiling dutifully and self-denyingly to support her family, of what account was it? Two minutes before he was about to give his life to Janet Dunton. Now there was a gulf wider than the world between them. He slipped out of the best room by the outside door and came in through the kitchen.
Annesley's meeting-place where, instead of engaging my attention to what the Doctor said, I suffered both my mind and eyes to run at random I soon singled out a young lady that almost charmed me dead; but, having made my inquiries, I found to my sorrow she was pre-engaged. However, Dunton was content with the elder sister, one of the three daughters of Dr. Annesley.
"I was sitting at my table, with the door just ajar, when I heard, at six o'clock, a rustle of silk skirts on the stairs. I peeped out. I saw a tall lady, thickly veiled, following our landlord, Dunton, across the landing. She caught sight of me, and started violently." "Was it Mrs. Parflete?" "I could swear" he answered slowly, "that it was Mrs.
I'm going to give Amy and George a rousing big dinner before long; and when the fall term opens I shall entertain as never before. And if that young man from the South turns up here during the summer to see Hortense, I shall do a lot for them." Hortense Dunton had long since returned, of course, from the Tennessee and North Carolina mountains; but she ignored the convocation.
John Dunton, in his "Life and Errors," has given us a very distinct picture of Boston book-sellers and their trade toward the end of the seventeenth century. He landed at that port in 1686 with a large and expensive venture of books "suited to the genius of New England," and he says he was about as welcome to the resident book-sellers as "Sowr ale in Summer."
Dunton adds of their sport: "Neither were they so apt to trip up one anothers feet and quarrel as I have often seen 'em in England" and I may add, as I have often seen 'em in New England. Playing-cards the devil's picture-books were hated by the Puritans like the very devil; and, as ever with forbidden pleasures, were a constant temptation to Puritan youth.
"Well, it's only that she told me that Miss Dunton wasn't used to eating at the same table with servants; and when one of the boys told your father, he was mad, and came to me, and said, 'Huldah, you must eat when the rest do. If you stay away from the table on account of these city snobs I'll make a fuss on the spot. So, to avoid a fuss, I have kept on going to the table."
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