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He tore away tender portions of roasted lamb with his fingers, and crammed them into his mouth, rejoicing. With the same greasy fingers he put upon Hope's plate a stuffed cucumber, and would have added a clammy sweet and a tumbler of sickly sherbet at the same moment; but Hope ate nothing save a cake of dourha bread, and drank only a cup of coffee.
"It's clear enough what brought him to Calhoun," said this man. "What do you suppose the fellow does with his five dollars a day?" The Committee on the Water Supply promptly divided into a Sub-Vigilance, and to the Sub-Vigilance Committee Zerviah Hope's case was referred. The result was, that he was followed on pay-day.
Byron spoke to-day in terms of high commendation of Hope's "Anastasius;" said that he wept bitterly over many pages of it, and for two reasons, first, that he had not written it, and secondly, that Hope had; for that it was necessary to like a man excessively to pardon his writing such a book a book, as he said, excelling all recent productions, as much in wit and talent, as in true pathos.
Their journey had been delightful. Oxford was more splendid than Hester had had an idea of. Every facility had been afforded them for seeing it, and Mr Hope's acquaintances there had been as kind as possible. The fall of snow had not put them in any danger, and the inconveniences it had caused were rather stimulating to people who had travelled but little.
Just then he felt a tongue licking his hands. He shuddered, and turned round. Homo was behind him. Gwynplaine uttered a cry. "Is that you, wolf?" Homo wagged his tail. His eyes sparkled in the darkness. He was looking earnestly at Gwynplaine. Then he began to lick his hands again. For a moment Gwynplaine was like a drunken man, so great is the shock of Hope's mighty return. Homo!
Hope's letters to Cardinal Manning were unfortunately destroyed about three years ago, but the other side of the correspondence is still represented by a small collection of letters of great interest. Mr. Hope, I think, had made up his mind at Abbotsford, and on his arrival in London announced it to his mother; but it is certain that immediately before taking the final step he and Mr.
How white and pure and maidenly looked Hope's little room, such a home of peace, he thought, till its door suddenly opened to admit all this passion and despair! There was a great sheaf of cardinal flowers on the table, and their petals were drooping, as if reluctant to look on him.
I have not met with any later correspondence of Dr. Doellinger's with Mr. Hope-Scott than this, excepting a mere note. He visited Abbotsford in 1852. There is a letter of Count Leo Thun's to Mr. Hope's to Mr. Badeley, though not coincident in point of time with the event before us, contain passages so closely connected with it as to find their place here. Though Mr.
Hope's house offered to take 15,000,000 piastres at the rate of 3 francs 75 centimes each.
Dinner had been cooked on board the Smeaton and sent hot to the men; and this, the first dinner ever eaten on the Bell Rock, was the second of the memorable events before referred to. The boat soon ran into the creek and landed the baskets containing the food on Hope's Wharf. The men at once made a rush at the viands, and bore them off exultingly to the flattest part of the rock they could find.
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