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"Oh, poor, dear mamma," said the child, with a sudden change of voice, and tears in her eyes. "Ah, she is not well!" "In the family way, to a dead certainty!" muttered Ferrers with a groan: "but here is my uncle. Horrid name! Uncles were always wicked fellows.
Florence sighed, and looked up at the other end of the room, her lover was conversing with Cleveland, and his eyes never wandered in search of her. Ferrers did not seem to notice this practical contradiction of his theory, but went on. "Then surely his whole character is changed that brow has lost its calm majesty, that deep voice its assured and tranquil tone.
Ferrers, who tells me of my Lady Castlemaine's and Sir Charles Barkeley being the great favourites at Court, and growing every day more and more; and that upon a late dispute between my Lord Chesterfield, that is the Queen's Lord Chamberlain, and Mr. Edward Montagu, her Master of the Horse, who should have the precedence in taking the Queen's upperhand abroad out of the house, which Mr.
And by and by up to the Duke, who was making himself ready; and there among other discourse young Killigrew did so commend "The Villaine," a new play made by Tom Porter; and acted only on Saturday at the Duke's house, as if there never had been any such play come upon the stage. The same yesterday was told me by Captain Ferrers; and this morning afterwards by Dr. Clerke, who saw it.
Ferrers looked after him, and muttered to himself; he then rejoined Florence, who presently rose to depart, and taking Lumley's arm, said, "Well, I see my father is looking round for me and so for once I will forestall him. Come, Lumley, let us join him; I know he wants to see you. "Well?" said Florence, blushing deeply, and almost breathless, as they crossed the now half-empty apartments.
He had dined at Havre de Grace on Monday last, and came to the Downs the next day, and lay at Canterbury that night; and so to Dartford, and thence this morning to White Hall. All my friends his servants well. Among others, Mr. Creed and Captain Ferrers tell me the stories of my Lord Duke of Buckingham's and my Lord's falling out at Havre de Grace, at cards; they two and my Lord St.
Want another pellet?" "No; I don't. I wouldn't touch one again!" "Don't happen to want a cigarette, either, do you?" "I don't want anything, now, but just to get that taste out of my mouth," Alf uttered. "All right; go over in the corner and keep quiet. Jim, do you know anything about the use of the medicines in this chest?" "Not a blessed thing," Ferrers replied regretfully.
"Just as soon as Ferrers returns, so that our camp can be taken care of, we three partners are going to hustle out on the prospect. Will you have breakfast with us, sir?" Mr. Dunlop assented, but his mind was plainly on his disappointment all through the meal. Even when Harry Hazelton related how Dolph Gage and his crew had been served, the mine promoter displayed but little enthusiasm.
"If you don't drive too fast you'll give us a chance to reach our camp in time to welcome you." "You start now, and we'll start within ten minutes," proposed Mr. Dunlop. This being agreed to, Tom, Harry and Ferrers began the task of climbing the cliff path. At last they reached the top, then started at long strides toward camp, Ferrers's horse having been surrendered by Harry to Dave Hill.
About 10 o'clock we broke up, and my Lord's fit was coming upon him, and so we parted, and I with Mr. Creed, Mr. Pierce, Win. Howe and Captn. Ferrers, who was got almost drunk this afternoon, and was mighty capricious and ready to fall out with any body, supped together in the little chamber that was mine heretofore upon some fowls sent by Mr.
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