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He betrayed nothing, however; and she wrote to General Belch that she had disguised herself so that he did not recall her in the least. Abel was intensely amused by the espionage of the Honorable Mr. Ele and the superb Jones.
"For your sake, Delilah," he said, in a musical whisper, and under the rouge her cheeks tingled "for your sake I will make a speech my maiden speech." There was more conversation between them. The Honorable Mr. Ele stood guard, so to speak, and by incessant chatter warded off the company from pressing upon them unawares.
They sat together silently for a long time. He poured freely and drank deeply, and whiffed cigar after cigar nervously away. The few bells of the city tolled the hours. Ele had come during the evening and knocked at the door, but Abel did not let him in. He and his companion sat silently, and heard the few bells strike. "Well, Kitty," he said at last, thickly, and with glazing eye.
Vanish, you ugly shapes, & with her presence Quitt your sharp stings! into what monstrous creature Feele I myself a-growing! yet I cannot Force backe the streame, it comes so fast upon me; I cannot. Enter Eleonora. Ele. Here, good Henrico, let me see your wound. Hen. No, I am well againe; thankes, my best love. Come, let us walke and talke; I had a fancy, But 'tis no matter: Buzzano!
Newt at public meetings, for instance, or elsewhere. "I am glad to hear he is a friend of the people," returned Mr. Ele. "Yes, Sir, he is the consistent enemy of a purse-proud aristocracy, Sir." "Exactly; purse-proud aristocracy," repeated Mr. Ele, as if conning a lesson by rote.
The General was apparently satisfied with this reply, for he continued: "Let us, then, suppose that a sum of eight or nine thousand dollars having been raised and Mr. Bodley having resigned that a new candidate is to be selected who shall who shall, in fact, serve his country from our point of view, who ought the man to be?" "Precisely; who ought the man to be?" replied Mr. Ele.
On the same day the Honorable B. Jawley Ele rose in his place in Congress to announce the calamity in which the whole country shared, and to move an adjournment in respect for the memory of his late colleague "a man endeared to us all by the urbanity of his deportment and his social graces; but to me especially, by the kindness of his heart and the readiness of his sympathy."
As she merged into womanhood, unpro- tected, uncherished, uncared for, there fell on her ear the music of love, awakening an intensity of emotion long dormant. It whispered of an ele- vation before unaspired to; of ease and plenty her simple heart had never dreamed of as hers. She knew the voice of her charmer, so ravishing, sounded far above her.
Ele. Indeed you are not well. Hen. Indeed I am not; all's not well within me. Why should I be a villaine? Eleonora Doe not looke on me; turne those eyes away, They would betray thee to thy sorrow; or Lett me by parting carry along with me That which to know undoes thee. Ele. Are you not hurt? Hen. Yes. Ele. Good heaven defend! Hen.
Newt would flesh his maiden sword in the coming fray. Abel said, without removing his cigar, "I think I shall speak." He said no more. Mr. Ele shook his foot with inward triumph. "The Widow Jones will do a smashing business this winter, I suppose," he said, at length. "Likely," replied Newt. "Know her well?" "Pretty well." Mr.
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