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Updated: September 23, 2025
"Wooh!" said the postillion. "It is true that I am of good " "Ay, ay," said the postillion, "let us hear " "Of good blood," continued Belle; "my name is Berners, Isopel Berners, though my parents were unfortunate. Indeed, with respect to blood, I believe I am of better blood than the young man."
He torments her once more with Armenian and makes her speak in such a way that the reader sees what he himself did not then see that she was too sick with love for banter. She bade him farewell with the same transparent significance on the next day, when he was off early to a fair. "I waved my hand towards her. She slowly lifted up her right arm. I turned away and never saw Isopel Berners again."
"Isopel Berners," said I, "how came you to think of her?" "How should I but think of her, brother, living as she does with you in Mumper's dingle, and travelling about with you; you will have, brother, more difficulty to manage her, than Jasper has to manage my sister Pakomovna.
Youth and strength or their extreme opposites alone attracted him, and therefore he is best in writing of men, if we except the tall Brynhild, Isopel, and the old witch, Mrs. Herne, than whom "no she bear of Lapland ever looked more fierce and hairy."
I had an indistinct view of a tall figure standing by the tent. 'Who is that? said I, whilst I felt my blood rush to my heart. 'It is I, said the voice of Isopel Berners; 'you little expected me, I dare say; well, sleep on, I do not wish to disturb you. 'But I was expecting you, said I, recovering myself, 'as you may see by the fire and the kettle. I will be with you in a moment.
Altogether Borrow, by his wilful exaggeration, makes the reader a little sceptical about Isopel, who was really an East Anglian road-girl of the finest type, known to the Boswells, and remembered not many years ago. All that Dr.
'Yes, young man; and as you now speak softly and kindly, I will tell you my whole tale. My father was an officer of the sea, and was killed at sea as he was coming home to marry my mother, Isopel Berners.
If I hadn't taken your part against Blazing Bosville, you wouldn't be now taking tea with me." "It is true that you struck me in the face first; but we'll let that pass. So that man's name is Bosville; what's your own?" "Isopel Berners." "How did you get that name?" "I say, young man, you seem fond of asking questions! will you have another cup of tea?" "I was just going to ask for another."
I should have mentioned her before, only I wanted to know what you had to say to me; and when we got into discourse, I forgot her. I say, brother, let me tell you your dukkerin, with respect to her, you will never " "I want to hear no dukkerin, Ursula." "Do let me tell you your dukkerin, brother, you will never manage " "I want to hear no dukkerin, Ursula, in connection with Isopel Berners.
Isopel had deserted me, and was gone to America by herself, where, perhaps, she would marry some other person, and would bear him a progeny, who would do for him what in my dream I had hoped my progeny by her would do for me.
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