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Updated: June 27, 2025
She says it's now just as big as she can handle. That isn't so. She's a woman who could handle anything a born manager but even if it was so, all she would have to do would be to retire only leave us the place and the name. It's the name that counts. And she's made the name of Frensham worth something, I can tell you!" "Did she get the place from her husband?" asked Peel-Swynnerton.
He had been making a fool of himself in another quarter of Paris, and he had descended to the Pension Frensham as a place where he could be absolutely sure of spending not more than twelve francs a day.
Then one day she saw in Galignani's Messenger an advertisement of an English pension for sale in the Rue Lord Byron, in the Champs Elysees quarter. It belonged to some people named Frensham, and had enjoyed a certain popularity before the war. The proprietor and his wife, however, had not sufficiently allowed for the vicissitudes of politics in Paris.
He's a German by choice which is worse." "I thought he had a certain capacity for organisation," said Mr. Britling. "We don't want his organisation, and we don't want him," said Lady Frensham. Mr. Britling pleaded for particulars of the late Lord Chancellor's treasons. There were no particulars.
"Sir Edward is quite firm that Ulster means to fight. They have machine-guns ammunition. And I am sure the army is with us...." "Where did they get those machine-guns and ammunition?" asked Mr. Britling suddenly. "Ah! that's a secret," cried Lady Frensham. "Um," said Mr. Britling. "You see," said Lady Frensham; "it will be civil war!
Britling after the restful pause that followed the departure from the presence of Lady Frensham. "It goes on everywhere," said the staff officer. "Is it really honest?" said Mr. Britling. Raeburn, after reflection, decided to answer. "As far as it is stupid, yes.
But later there came into being a class of persons, habitues of the Pension Frensham, who knew the real name of the proprietress and were proud of knowing it, and by this knowledge were distinguished from the herd. What struck Sophia was the astounding similarity of her guests.
And Lady Homartyn, seeing that the phase of mere personal verdicts drew near, created a diversion by giving Lady Frensham a second cup of tea, and fluttering like a cooling fan about the heated brows of the disputants. She suggested tennis.... Section 5 Mr. Britling was still flushed and ruffled as he and his guest returned towards the Dower House.
Instead of saving money during their popularity they had put it on the back and on the fingers of Mrs. Frensham. The siege and the Commune had almost ruined them. With capital they might have restored themselves to their former pride; but their capital was exhausted. Sophia answered the advertisement.
And yet you writing people who have influence do nothing to prevent it!" "What are we to do, Lady Frensham?" "Tell people how serious it is." "You mean, tell the Irish Nationalists to lie down and be walked over. They won't be...." "We'll see about that," cried Lady Frensham, "we'll see about that!" She was a large and dignified person with a kind of figure-head nobility of carriage, but Mr.
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