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Five minutes afterwards I saw Goren insert his hand, empty, in his neighbour's pocket, and bring it out full and half an hour afterwards he handed over a fifty pound note to the marker, saying, "There, Sir, is my debt to you. God bless me, Lord , how you have won; I wish you would not leave all your money about do put it in your pocket with the rest."
Raikes rejoins in a style that would be signified by 'ahem! in language, and an arrangement of the shirt collar before the looking-glass, in action. There was peace in Mr. Goren's shop. Badgered Ministers, bankrupt merchants, diplomatists with a headache any of our modern grandees under difficulties, might have envied that peace over which Mr. Goren presided: and he was an enviable man.
Goren had been astonished at Evan's non- appearance, and at his total silence; which he did not consider altogether gentlemanly behaviour, and certainly not such as his father would have practised. Mr. Goren regretted his absence the more as he would have found him useful in a remarkable invention he was about to patent, being a peculiar red cross upon shirts a fortune to the patentee; but as Mr.
Could you have had a greater compliment than that? You shall not stop here another day! 'True, said Evan, 'for I'm going to London to-night. 'Not to London, the Countess returned, with a conquering glance, 'but to Beckley Court-and with me. 'To London, Louisa, with Mr. Goren.
A man of no station, it was evident to the ladies at once, and they would have taken no further notice of him had he not been seen stepping toward them in the rear of the young midshipman. The latter came to Evan, and said: 'A fellow of the name of Goren wants you. Says there's something the matter at home. Evan advanced, and bowed stiffly. Mr. Goren held out his hand.
"No, no, Goren," said he, "you must let me keep some!" Goren coloured, and soon after rose. "D n my luck!" said he, as he passed me. "I wonder I continue to play but there are such sharpers in the room. Avoid a gaming house, Mr. Pelham, if you wish to live." "And let live," thought I.
Goren was in the shop; the scandal of an assault in such a house, and the consequent possibility of his matrimonial alliance becoming bruited in the newspapers, held his arm after it had given an involuntary jerk.
The diplomatist and his lady gradually edged back but Rose remained beside the Countess, who breathed quick, and seemed to have lost her self-command. Thinking he was apprehended, Mr. Goren said: 'I 'm going down to-night to take care of the shop. He 's to be buried in his old uniform. You had better come with me by the night-coach, if you would see the last of him, young man.
I do the cooking'; and the Countess, ever disposed to flatter and be suave, even when stung by a fact or a phrase, added: 'And a beautiful cook you used to be, dear Mama! At the table, awaiting them, sat Mrs. Wishaw, Mrs. Fiske, and Mr. Goren, who soon found themselves enveloped in the Countess's graciousness. Mr.
A very intelligent 'I ought to know, with a reserve of regret at the extension of his intimacy with the particular vintage under that roof, was winked by Kilne. Lawyer Perkins touched the arm of a mourner about to be experimental on Kilne's port 'I think we had better wait till young Mr. Harrington takes the table, don't you see? 'Yes,-ah! croaked Goren.
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