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These peaceful intentions were frustrated, however, by the presence of some visitors who were there when she arrived, and of others who came pouring in afterward in such numbers, that it seemed as if the whole neighbourhood meant to call that afternoon. Mr. Hamilton-Wells was making tea, and talking as usual with extreme precision.
Kilroy all her life. It was he, in fact, who nicknamed her and her brother "The Heavenly Twins" in the days when, as children, they used to be the delight of their grandfather, the old Duke of Morningquest, and the terror of their parents, Mr. and Lady Adeline Hamilton-Wells. As soon as they were seated, Mrs.
Hamilton-Wells, and looking dubiously at the cane "I think, since Diavolo doesn't care a rap about being flogged, I had better devise a form of punishment for which he will care." "Then come along, Diavolo," Angelica exclaimed, making a dash for the door. "They won't want us while they're devising." Mr. Ellis would have followed them, but Mr. Hamilton-Wells gently restrained him.
Hamilton-Wells had recourse to a weak expedient which he had more than once successfully employed unknown to Lady Adeline. He sent for the twins, and consulted their wishes privately. "What do you want?" he asked. "Well, sir," Diavolo answered, "we don't think it's fair for Angelica only to have a beastly governess to teach her when she knows as much as I do, and is a precious sight sharper."
Hamilton-Wells? Remember that you are to come to us, twins and all, on your way home as usual this year. We are anxiously expecting you, and I hope your next letter will fix the day. "Ever, dear Adeline, your loving friend, "P. S. We return to Fraylingay to-morrow, so please write to me there." The following is Lady Adeline's reply to Mrs.
The same party met again at Ilverthorpe, but there were others there as well Ideala, Mrs. Kilroy's father and mother Mr. and Lady Adeline Hamilton-Wells, and Lady Galbraith, but not Sir George. In the drawing-room after dinner, Beth was intent upon a portfolio of drawings, and Ideala, seeing her alone, went up to her. "Are you fond of pictures?" she said to Beth.
She said she liked a good dog's character, but could not bear the smell of him. "And how are the children?" Mr. Hamilton-Wells asked affably, when this diversion was over. "There are no children!" Evadne exclaimed in surprise. "Are there not, indeed. Now, that is singular," he observed. Then he looked at me as if he were about to say something interesting, but I hastily interposed.
She is a woman who lives altogether for others, devoting the greater part of her ample means, and all the influence of an excellent position, to their service; and she is a woman who stands alone on the strength of her own individuality, for Mr. Hamilton-Wells does not count. Her great charm is her perfect sincerity. She is essentially true.
I watched the birds building; I noticed the first faint green shadow on the hedges, and the yellowing of the gorse; I listened in the freshness of the dawn to the thrush that sang "Evadne." And when at last Mr. Hamilton-Wells walked in one day unexpectedly, and explained, somewhat superfluously, that he had come, I could have thrown up my hat and cheered! "But without the ladies," he added.
"Just to waken you up," she answered. "Are they always like this?" the prince asked, much edified. "This is nothing," groaned Mr. Hamilton-Wells. "Nothing if it is not genius," the prince suggested gracefully. "The ineffectual genius of the nineteenth century I fancy, which betrays itself by strange incongruities and contrasts of a violent kind, but is otherwise unproductive," Mrs.
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