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The excitement was intense as we passed and repassed our compliments. Finally the house refused to hear Mr. M. Even his own brethren rose as one man and went out of the house. This so infuriated him that he left the place. January 1, 1876, I went on the Apostolic Times with I. B. Grubbs and S. A. Kelley. I had been writing for it every two weeks, by contract, for several years.
Only you'd better send after me to-night if you do to-morrow I may be absent." He smiled, and drew on his gloves leisurely, eyeing meanwhile the discomfited editor, who was furtively rubbing his shoulder where the lash had stung it somewhat severely. "I'm exceedingly glad I've hurt you, Mr. Grubbs," he said blandly.
The state of mind and body in which she came to us was out of all proportion to the moving cause, when we discovered it. Her mother thought she would be an imbecile, the Grubbs treated her as one, and nobody cared to find out what she really was or could be.
Oh yes I suppose it must be the novelist of that name yes! show him up." Shown up he was accordingly. He entered the room with a firm tread, and closed the door behind him! "How do you do, my dear sir!" exclaimed Grubbs warmly. "You are well known to me by reputation! I am charmed delighted to make the personal acquaintance of one who is yes let me say, who is a brother in literature!
Grubbs made a rush for the door, as soon as Miss Vere had gone, with the full intention of summoning the police, but Beau coolly placed his back against it with resolute firmness, and flourished his whip defiantly. "Come, sir, none of this nonsense!" he said sternly. "I don't mean to leave this spot till I have satisfaction.
"If I were fined a hundred pounds for it, I should think it cheap for the luxury of thrashing such a hound!" Grubbs quaked at the determined attitude and threatening eye of his assailant, and turned for relief to Miss Vere whose smile, however, was not sympathetic. "You'd better cave in!" she remarked airily. "You've got the worst of it, you know!"
You look so comfortable!" "Bodily assault," gasped Grubbs. "I'll summons call the police call," his voice died away in inarticulate gurglings, and raising himself, he sat up on the floor in a sufficiently abject and ludicrous posture, wiping the tears of pain from his eyes. Beau looked at the female intruder and recognized her at once. He saluted her with cold courtesy, and turned again to Grubbs.
"Not in my line at all! Lord! It's lucky there are not many such fellows about, or what would become of me? A precious poor business I should make of it!" Meanwhile, Lovelace, left alone again with Mr. Grubbs, reiterated his demand for an apology.
"What name, sir, please?" "Beaufort Lovelace," said the gentleman, with a bland smile. "Here is my card. Ask Mr. Grubbs whether he can see me for a few minutes. If he is engaged editors generally are engaged tell him I'll wait." The boy went off in a greater hurry than ever.
Beau Lovelace was amused. Grubbs turned his watering eye from one to the other in wretched perplexity. He made an effort to stand up and succeeded. "I'll have you arrested, sir!" he exclaimed shaking his fists at Beau, and quivering with passion, "on a charge of bodily assault shameful bodily assault, sir!" "All right!" returned Beau coolly.
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