United States or Pakistan ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
He hesitated a moment, then with his hands in his pockets followed her to the parlour; while Phoebe, with Carrie's arm round her, went falteringly upstairs. Miss Anna made no scene and asked for no information. She and Carrie bustled to and fro, preparing supper. Fenwick at his own request remained alone in the parlour.
'Prices have gone up, said the painter, dryly. 'Oh! so you know all about Lenbach? 'You lent me the article. However' Fenwick rose 'is that our bargain? The note in the voice was trenchant, even aggressive. Nothing of the suppliant, in tone or attitude. Morrison surveyed him, amused. 'If you like to call it so, he said, lifting his delicate eyebrows a moment. 'Well, I'll take the risk.
We'll find him a wife, too, papa when he "arrives." We shall be in practice you and I. Lord Findon sprang up. 'Here he is! he said, with very evident agitation. The pronoun clearly had no reference to Fenwick. Eugénie sat motionless, looking into the fire, her hands on her knee. Lord Findon listened a moment. 'I'm going to my room. Eugénie! if I could be the slightest use
Two hours before, nobody, not even Fenwick himself, knew that he would spend the night at the little house in Poplar. And here was Zary already upon his track, almost before he had started on the long journey which was intended to lead to the path of safety. Fenwick never troubled to think what had become of the meal prepared for him, or how the extraordinary change had been brought about.
When I analyze the influences which have inspired and led me, throughout this extraordinary course of training; I recognize the action of a dominant, guiding mind; the far-seeing wisdom of my noble friend and benefactor, Fennimore Fenwick. To him, and to the spirit world, I shall ever be profoundly grateful!
His face, in its rugged pallor and emaciation, and his great head, black or iron-grey on the white pillows, were so fine that Fenwick could not take his eyes from him; with the double sense of the artist, he saw the subject in the man; a study in black and white hovered before him.
And when the Vicar asked him to be gentle with the girl, he turned upon him again. "Why ain't she been gentle along of me? I hates such gentility, Muster Fenwick. I'll be honest with her, any way." But he thought better of it before he let the Vicar go. "I shan't do her no hurt, Muster Fenwick. Bad as she's been, she's my own flesh and blood still." After what he had heard, Mr.
Mary Lowther went with her, and as the school was in the village and could be reached much more shortly by the front gate than by the path round by the church, the two ladies walked out boldly before the new chapel. The reader may perhaps remember that Mrs. Fenwick had promised her husband to withdraw that outward animosity to the chapel which she had evinced by not using the vicarage entrance.
Fenwick' was in the studio his wild rush upstairs the empty room, the letter, the ring: his hurried journey North the arrival at the Langdale cottage, only to find on the table of the deserted parlour another letter from Phoebe, written before she left Westmoreland, in the prevision that he would come there in search of a clue, and urging him for both their sakes to make no scandal, no hue and cry, to accept the inevitable, and let her go in peace his interview with the servant Daisy, who had waited with the child in an hotel close to Euston, while Phoebe went to Bernard Street, and had been sent back to the North immediately after Phoebe's return, without the smallest indication of what her mistress meant to do his fruitless consultations with Anna Mason! the whole dismal story rose before him, as it was wont to do periodically, filling him with the same rage, the same grief, the same fierce and inextinguishable resentment.
Fenwick listened greedily, and presently inquired whether Mr. Welby had shared in all these amusements. 'Oh yes. He was generally the life and soul of them. 'I suppose he made lots of friends and got on with everybody? Madame de Pastourelles assented cautiously. 'That's all a question of manners, said Fenwick, with sudden roughness.
Word Of The Day