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Our lives have a general current, and also an episode or two; and the episodes of a commonplace life are often rather startling; in like manner this tale is not a specimen, but an episode of Lord Ipsden and Lady Barbara, who soon after this married and lived like the rest of the beau monde. To Mr.
"No! he's up again," cried Lord Ipsden; "but I fear he can't live till the boat comes to him." The fisherman and the viscount held on by each other. "He does na see her, or maybe he'd tak hairt." "I'd give ten thousand pounds if only he could see her. My God, the man will be drowned under our eyes. If he but saw her!!!"
"That ye are, and as smart a one as ever tied a true-lover's knot in the top; but tell the truth you were never nearer losing the number of your mess than that day in the old Tisbe." Lady Barb. "The old Tisbe! Oh!" Ipsden. "Do you remember that nice little lurch she gave to leeward as we brought her round?" Lady Barb. "Oh, Richard!" Ancient Mariner.
"You have a good countenance; there is something in your face. I could find it in my heart to tell you, but I should bore you." "De'el a fear! Bore me, bore me! wheat's thaat, I wonder?" "What is your name, madam? Mine is Ipsden." "They ca' me Christie Johnstone." "Well, Christie Johnstone, I am under the doctor's hands." "Puir lad. What's the trouble?" "Ennui!" "Yawn-we? I never heerd tell o't."
"If the phrase 'earnest man' means man imitating the beasts that are deaf to reason, it is to be hoped that civilization and Christianity will really extinguish the whole race for the benefit of the earth." Lord Ipsden succeeded in annoying the fair theorist, but not in convincing her.
Charles Reade pushed originality to eccentricity. He had a passion for violins, and ran himself into debt because he bought so many and such good ones. Once, when visiting his father's house at Ipsden, he shocked the punctilious old gentleman by dancing on the dining-table to the accompaniment of a fiddle, which he scraped delightedly.
Here lay on a sofa Ipsden, one of the most distinguished young gentlemen in Europe; a creature incapable, by nature, of a rugged tone or a coarse gesture; a being without the slightest apparent pretension, but refined beyond the wildest dream of dandies. To him, enter Aberford, perspiring and shouting.
The resolutions she formed in company with the sea, having dismissed Ipsden, and ordered her flunky into the horizon, will probably give our viscount just half a century of conjugal bliss. As he was going she stopped him and said: "Your friend had browner hands than I have hitherto conceived possible.
Besides a lovely person, Lady Barbara Sinclair had a character that he saw would make him; and, in fact, Lady Barbara Sinclair was, to an inexperienced eye, the exact opposite of Lord Ipsden. Her mental impulse was as plethoric as his was languid. She was as enthusiastic as he was cool. She took a warm interest in everything.
Lord Ipsden then lived very happily with Lady Barbara, whose hero he straightway became, and who nobly and poetically dotes upon him. He has gone into political life to please her, and will remain there to please himself.
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