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Updated: June 11, 2025
The approach of the time set for an exhibition of paintings in the gallery of the club turned the conversation toward art, and as several of the quondam Pagans were present, the old habits of speech reasserted themselves somewhat. "I understand Fenton's going to let us see his new picture," somebody said. "He is if he gets it done," Tom Bently answered.
The returns from this and from her husband's life insurance secured to Edith and her son a small income, which was considerably increased by the sale of Fenton's pictures which was soon after organized by the artists of the St. Filipe Club. It was about a month after Ninitta's death that Grant Herman went to visit Helen. He had chosen to see her at her studio rather than at her home.
It was bedtime when the leak showed itself, but the change of quarters was accomplished with military quickness and precision, as Fenton's undertakings generally are; and almost before they knew what had happened, Monny and Brigit, who had been tent-mates during the tour, found themselves transferred bag and baggage to our tent, with the last clean sheets in the bedroom-Arab's possession.
Gladstone's Homer and the Homeric Age; Rawlinson's Herodotus; Döllinger's Jew and Gentile; Fenton's Lectures on Ancient and Modern Greece; Smith's Dictionary of Greek and Roman Mythology; Clarke's Ten Great Religions; Dwight's Mythology; Saint Augustine's City of God.
He stopped for a moment as he came through the little wooden gate, and looked across the grass, where a regiment of geese was marching towards the still pool of willow-shadowed water. The shutters of the upper rooms were closed, and there was a board above the garden-gate. The cottage was to be let. Gilbert Fenton's heart gave one great throb, and then seemed to cease beating altogether.
"Oh, nothing pays, of course," was Fenton's reply, "but it is more or less amusing to see people make fools of themselves." The president of the club, at this moment, called the assembly to order, and announced that Mr. Fenwick had kindly consented "Readers always kindly consent," muttered Fenton aside to Mrs. Staggchase to read, Bishop Blougram's Apology, to which they would now listen.
"I only know that Father Frontford said that we were to put ourselves under her orders," was the reply. "Of course it is something about the election." Maurice looked at him keenly. "Old fellow," he said, "you look pale. What's the matter with you?" "I didn't sleep well," Ashe answered with a flush. "I went to Mrs. Fenton's to dine, and the indulgence wasn't good for me. It's really nothing."
Benedict, Mr. Belcher believed that it had been destroyed. He had great curiosity concerning its contents, and determined to deliver it into Mr. Benedict's hand; so, at the conclusion of his engagement with Mr. Belcher's agent, he announced to his friends that he had accepted Jim Fenton's invitation to visit the new hotel at Number Nine, and enjoy a week of sport in the woods.
However, onward we all ran to Mrs Fenton's house, where the riot, like a raging caldron boiling o'er, had overflowed into the street.
Her new gowns, hats, aprons, and what not sent her into high spirits and she bade her mother adieu with a light heart. "Go your own way, you ungrateful minx," was Mrs. Fenton's parting shot, "and when you're tired of your fine gentleman or he's tired of you, don't think you're coming back here 'cause I won't have you."
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