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She wore her hair without any powder, and all the other ladies were exclaiming about it, and saying how very unbecoming it was. They could not anathematize the innovator too much, but in less than six months Lady Grafton's style of doing the hair became common, crossed the Channel, and spread all over Europe, though it has been given another name.
We filled all our Water at a curious Brook close by us in Grafton's Isle, where we first anchored. We stayed there about three or four days, before we went to other Islands.
She scorned Rose Grafton's humble parentage, and caused her son to break his faith, though, had she let him choose, he would have prized his Rosebud above the richest diamond. The lovers parted, and have seldom met again.
"I am but just back from Kent to learn of it, and looked to find you in bed." "Why, no, sir, I am not worried. I fought a duel in my own day, over a lass, it was." This time Grafton's smile was not forced. "Over a lass, was it?" he asked, and added in a tone of relief, "and how do you, nephew?" Mr. Carvel saved me from replying. "'Od's life!" he cried; "no, I did not say this was over a lass.
"This is Scipio, my son, who was with your grandfather when your father was born, and before." Master Philip nods graciously in response to Scipio's delighted bow. "And Harvey," my aunt rattles on. "Have you any new mares to surprise us with this year, Harvey?" Harvey not being as overcome with Mrs. Grafton's condescension as was proper, she turns again to Mr. Carvel.
The only conspicuously creditable act of that long career was the patronage he extended to the poet Bloomfield, a patronage that seems to have been prompted rather by the fact that the writer was born near Grafton's country residence than by any intelligent appreciation of literature.
"I am but just back from Kent to learn of it, and looked to find you in bed." "Why, no, sir, I am not worried. I fought a duel in my own day, over a lass, it was." This time Grafton's smile was not forced. "Over a lass, was it?" he asked, and added in a tone of relief, "and how do you, nephew?" Mr. Carvel saved me from replying. "'Od's life!" he cried; "no, I did not say this was over a lass.
By good fortune little harm arose therefrom, since all who knew my mother loved her, and were willing to give her credit for the doubt; many, indeed, thought the story sprang from Grafton's jealousy and hatred. Then it was that Mr. Carvel gave to Grafton the estate in Kent County and bade him shift for himself, saying that he washed his hands of a son who had acted such a part.
And the captain argued, in his hopeful way, that Tucker's visit betrayed a weak point in Grafton's position. But the barrister shook his head and said that Grafton was too shrewd a rogue to tender me an estate if he feared me. It was Mr.
And yet no one shall say of me that I shirk my duty. But first I must ask you if there is aught else you desire of me." "The black boy, Hugo, is mine," I said. I had no great love for Hugo, save for association's sake, and I had one too many servants as it was; but to rescue one slave from Grafton's clutches was charity.
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