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It was in leaning out to look after him that I trod upon it, and it was in running after him for the purpose of restoring it that I saw or believed I saw, Mr. Raikes standing aside with him in earnest conversation." Again I felt Jonathan Jelf plucking at my sleeve. "Look at Raikes," he whispered; "look at Raikes!"
He's taking the whole business badly to heart, as he was beginning to look on Jelf as a reformed character." "I'll reform him!" said Sir Eustace. He turned to the servant. "Ask Mr. Grey to join us here!" "You had better see him alone first," said Scott. "Why?" His brother turned upon him almost savagely. Scott took up his tea-cup. "You can't refuse to give him a hearing," he observed.
They talked across me, and their talk was about babies; it was dreadfully dull. At length there came a pause. The entrees had just been removed, and the turkey had come upon the scene. The conversation had all along been of the languidest, but at this moment it happened to have stagnated altogether. Jelf was carving the turkey; Mrs.
"Why, there's no one but myself!" said Tommy. "And what can the word be? I must have done it wrong." "Wrong!" said the Echo. Tommy was almost surprised to find the echo awake at this time of night. "Hold your tongue!" said he. "Matters are provoking enough of themselves. Belf! Celf! Delf! Felf! Gelf! Helf! Jelf! What rubbish! There can't be a word to fit it.
Sebastopol had fallen in the early spring, the peace of Paris had been concluded since March, our commercial relations with the Russian empire were but recently renewed; and I, returning home after my first northward journey since the war, was well pleased with the prospect of spending the month of December under the hospitable and thoroughly English roof of my excellent friend, Jonathan Jelf, Esq., of Dumbleton Manor, Clayborough, East Anglia.
We dine at eight, and there are people coming to meet you, so you must just get the dressing business over as quickly as may be. Adieu! Mrs. Jelf will be expecting you in the drawing-room." I was ushered to my room not the blue room, of which Mr. Dwerrihouse had made disagreeable experience, but a pretty little bachelor's chamber, hung with a delicate chintz and made cheerful by a blazing fire.
Jelf, I say: "The only peculiarity of the view I advocate, if I must so call it, is this that whereas it is usual at this day to make the particular belief of their writers their true interpretation, I would make the belief of the Catholic Church such. A third measure which I distinctly contemplated, was the resignation of St.
The Via Media, whether or not logically consistent, was a thing of genuine English growth, and was at least a working theory. Essays Critical and Historical, 1871. Apologia, pp. 181, 182. Comp. Letter to Jelf, p. 18. British Critic, April 1839, pp. 419-426. Condensed in the Apologia, pp. 192-194. Comp. Letter to Jelf, pp. 7, 8. Apologia, pp. 212, 221. No. 90, p. 24. The following letter of Mr.
It impeded me, it worried me, it tripped me up, it caused me to mislay my studs, to mistie my cravat, to wrench the buttons off my gloves. Worst of all, it made me so late that the party had all assembled before I reached the drawing-room. I had scarcely paid my respects to Mrs. Jelf when dinner was announced, and we paired off, some eight or ten couples strong, into the dining-room.
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