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It's the most beautiful thing that could possibly have happened, Alexia Rhys. It's" and just then the door opened and in walked Miss Mary Taylor and Mr. Hamilton Dyce, and the first glance that Alexia took of their faces, she guessed the whole thing. "Polly!" she gasped, seizing Polly's arm, "you don't mean that our Miss Mary is going to marry Mr. Dyce?"
I see you are tired of Dyce's jokes, and you mean bizzness; and I don't intend to consume no more of your valuable solicitous time. Dyce, fetch me that plank bottom cher to stand on." "Fetch it yourself. Paddling your own canoe, means headin' for the mill dam."
I wish some of the poor people in this town could have a tithe of the attention that is wasted on these Peppers," she added virtuously. Madame Dyce turned uneasily in her seat, and played with the almonds on her plate. "I think we do best to reserve our judgments," she said coolly. "I don't believe Phronsie has run away." "Of course she has," asserted Mrs.
"I fear me, Dyce, that no amount of civic instruction, or any other instruction, would have affected Tom's ethics. Tom is representative of his age. Come, come; I have every wish to be just to you. A new religion must have time; its leaven must work amid the lump. You, my dear boy, are convinced that the leaven is, though a new sort, a very sound and sufficient yeast; let that be granted.
But, speaking to you as to one who does not know Hollingford, I would suggest to you that our Liberal electors are perhaps hardly ripe for such a new and bracing political philosophy " Dyce broke into gay laughter. "My dear sir, you don't imagine that I thought of incorporating my philosophy in an electioneering address? Of course one must use common sense in these matters.
They are utterly incompatible with business; and business is life." "But they are not at all incompatible with the civilisation I have in view," Dyce exclaimed. "I am glad to hear it; very glad. You don't, however, see your way to that civilisation by teaching such axioms." "Unfortunately not." "No.
By birth, she belongs to the working class; by disposition she's a violent aristocrat. I often hate her; at other times, I like her very much." Dyce listened with increasing attention. "Has she any views?" he inquired. "Oh, plenty!" Constance answered, with a dry little laugh. "About social questions that kind of thing?" "Especially." "I shouldn't be surprised if she called herself a socialist."
For example, he gives us misconster, and says, "This is not a mis-spelling or loose spelling of 'misconstrue, but the old form of the word." Mr. Dyce insisted on the same cacographical nicety in his "Remarks" on the editions of Mr. Collier and Mr. Knight, but abandons it in his own with the artless admission that misconstrue also occurs in the Folio.
"But I mean about your engagement." Dyce had of course omitted all mention of Constance in his letters to Alverholme. "They give their approval," he replied, "because they have confidence in my judgment.
He can't put together three sentences; he never in his life had an idea. The man is a mere money-sack, propped up by toadies and imbeciles. Has any other borough such a contemptible representative? I perspire with shame and anger when I think of him!" Dyce asked himself how much of this vehemence was genuine, how much assumed to gratify their hostess. Was Mr.
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