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Robert grasped his hand affectionately. 'Catherine, he called through the door, 'never mind the supper; let it burn. Flaxman brings news. Catherine listened to the story with amazement. Certainly her ways would never have been as her sister's. 'Are we supposed to know? she asked, very naturally. 'She never forbade me to tell, said Flaxman smiling.
And then Mary would be brought in, and he would lie watching her while she played. 'I have had a letter, he said to Flaxman one afternoon, 'from a Broad Church clergyman in the Midlands, who imagines me to be still militant in London, protesting against the "absurd and wasteful isolation" of the New Brotherhood.
"Why can't they talk of their minds, and the food these must relish, and assimilate, instead of all the time being devoted to the body; how it must be fed and clothed?" I asked, with perhaps too evident contempt, of Mrs. Flaxman, one evening as we drove home under the midnight stars, after one of these entertainments.
And as for the pneumonia patients, I believe they mostly eat their poultices I can't make out what else they do with them unless I stay and see them put on. Ah, well, never mind. I shall have to get Mrs. Flaxman alone, and see what can be done. Now tell me" he turned again with alacrity to Manvers "what's that new German book you quote about Butler? Some uncommonly fine things in it!
I guess the Major wouldn't loathe such a bite as this." "Aunt Polly for a supper of bear's meat, I say," added Colwell. "Aunt Polly for the fixins too," added Wilson. "Such fixins don't come afore every gang o' hungry hunters," added Flaxman. "Is't sage, or savory sprinkled on this meat?
When Flaxman went over to Bedford Square in the afternoon, he went like a man going himself to execution. In the hall he met Catherine. 'You have seen Dr. Edmondson? she asked, pale and still, except for a little nervous quivering of the lip. He stooped and kissed her hand. 'Yes. He says he goes with you to Algiers. I will come after if you will have me. The climate may do wonders.
"They will send down bye-and-bye for your luggage; it's only a one-seated affair outside." I followed him to the carriage; a bright faced young fellow was holding a spirited horse; from his bearing I instantly set him down as something more than a servant. "Here, Flaxman, is your charge," the conductor remarked, as he assisted me into the carriage.
Flaxman, still a little nervous after her journey and anxiety on my account, came and sat with me; and to atone for keeping me in the house, told me stories of that beautiful, far-away time when she had seen my mother in that same room in the first joy of wifehood, and described my father as the proud, happy bridegroom, gazing with more than a lover's fondness on the beautiful girl who had left all for him, and yet in the renunciation had found no sacrifice.
Lady Helen turned at Agnes's exclamation, but before she could speak, as it seemed, Mr. Flaxman, who had been standing talking just below them, was on the stairs. 'You have hurt your arm? Don't speak take mine. Let me get you downstairs out of the crush.
Flaxman listened dubiously at first, as he generally listened to Elsmere, and then was carried away, not by the beliefs, but by the man. He found his pleasure in dallying with the magnificent possibility of the Church; doubt with him applied to all propositions, whether positive or negative; and he had the dislike of the aristocrat and the cosmopolitan for the provincialisms of religious dissent.
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