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Hervey, I must say b. No, no, my dear Lady Delacour; here is the draught for two hundred guineas: pay Mr. Hervey, for Heaven's sake, and there is an end of the business." "What a positive child it is!
Hervey in a few days, they might be able to form a better judgment of this affair, which she doubted not had been exaggerated. "You should judge from the whole of Clarence's conduct and character, and not from any particular part," said her ladyship. "Do not his letters breathe a spirit of generosity?" "But," interrupted Miss Portman, "I am not called upon to judge of Mr.
Solmes preceded now by my aunt Hervey, solely against her will, I could see that; accompanied by my uncle Antony, in order to keep her steady, I suppose. I could not sleep Only dozed away one half-hour. My aunt Hervey accosted me thus: O my dear child, what troubles do you give to your parents, and to every body! I wonder at you! I am sorry for it, Madam. Sorry for it, child!
When Columbus started to cross the Delaware " "Listen, Hervey," Mr. Warren interrupted him; "suppose you and I walk together, I want to talk with you." So they strolled together in the direction of the mess boards. "Now, Hervey, my boy," said Mr. Warren, "I don't want you to be angry at what I say, but the boys are disgruntled and I think you can't blame them.
Luttridge and the fair Annabella; and, as if determined to brave the observing eyes of Clarence Hervey, who was at the same table, he affected extravagant gaiety; he ate, drank, talked, and laughed, more than any of the company. Toward the end of the supper, his dog, who was an inmate at Mrs. Luttridge's, licked his hand to put him in mind that he had given him nothing to eat.
It was a very unusual thing, but neither Champfort nor any one else could restrain him, the moment that he had formed this idea; he forced his way into the room. "What's all this? Colonel Lawless!" said he, addressing himself to Clarence Hervey, whom, in the confusion of his mind, he mistook for the colonel, the first object of his jealousy.
Tom Slade saw him passing Council Shack intent upon his acrobatic enterprise of tossing the hat into the air and catching it on his head, as if this clownish feat were the chief concern of his young life. "You going to be on hand at five?" Tom queried in his usual off-hand manner. "What's the use?" Hervey asked. "There's nothing in it for me."
There are some geese in a swamp over that way. The cartridges are in the bookcase; help yourself to a good supply, and one of those haversacks." Hervey did as his host suggested. "Why 'Haunted Hill'?" he asked curiously. Iredale shrugged. "By reason of a little graveyard on the side of it. Evidently where the early settlers buried their dead.
"Well," said Hervey, ready, even eager to adapt himself to Tom's mood, "all I've got to do is to track an animal for a half a mile or so " "A quarter of a mile," Tom said. "And then I'm an Eagle Scout," Hervey concluded. "But if I want to be in on the hand-outs Saturday night, I've got to do it between now and Saturday, and that's what has me worried. I want to go home from here an Eagle Scout.
There was a certain Henry Percival, a Clarence Hervey of a man no, he had ten times the sense, begging your pardon, of Clarence Hervey his misfortune, or mine, was, that he had too much sense he was in love with me, but not with my faults; now I, wisely considering that my faults were the greatest part of me, insisted upon his being in love with my faults.
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