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The miserable Jermyn made a sound of approval, which sounded like a groan of pain. Those were the ships for him. He pointed out in doleful tones that you couldn't say to labour-saving appliances: "Jump lively now, my hearties." No labour-saving appliance would go aloft on a dirty night with the sands under your lee. "No," assented the stranger, with a wink at me.
We drove away from the door, grieving to think that ill-health, or any other misfortunes, had befallen good old James. Mrs. Pendennis drove back to our lodgings, Brixham's, in Jermyn Street, while I sped to the City, having business in that quarter.
He, too, was very pleased to hear of Frank's good fortune, but he was too busy to talk much to him, and promised that he would come over that evening and hear all about it. Then Frank took his way to Jermyn Street, and went with Mr. Goodenough to Silver's, where an outfit suited for the climate of Central Africa was ordered. The clothes were simple.
He for some time appeared offended; but perceiving that he gained nothing by such conduct, he grew weary of acting that part, and assumed that of an humble lover, in which he was equally unsuccessful; neither his repentance nor submissions could produce any effect upon her, and the mutinous little gipsy was still in her pouts when Jermyn returned to court.
She prepared to start for Jermyn Street, taking leave first of Ralph Touchett and Isabel, who, seated on garden chairs in another part of the enclosure, were occupied if the term may be used with an exchange of amenities less pointed than the practical colloquy of Miss Stackpole and Mr. Bantling.
When this dance came, however, he could not find her, and afterwards discovered that she had sat it out with the young Silesian. He was angry and felt a little revengeful, but he did not mention Barbara to Perry Nixon when they left the house together and walked to Piccadilly. He left Nixon at the corner of Bond Street and went to his flat in Jermyn Street.
It seems to me I knew very little then, and I know not much more now; but I cherish a hate for that Jermyn to this day. "We were a week working up as far as Yarmouth Roads, and then we got into a gale the famous October gale of twenty-two years ago. It was wind, lightning, sleet, snow, and a terrific sea.
When it had been settled between Isabel and her friend that they should be reunited at some reputable hour at Pratt's Hotel, Ralph remarked that the latter must have a cab. She couldn't walk all the way to Jermyn Street. "I suppose you mean it's improper for me to walk alone!" Henrietta exclaimed. "Merciful powers, have I come to this?" "There's not the slightest need of your walking alone," Mr.
"We look round our quiet apartment, and wonder if it be all true, this getting home again. We stir the fire once more to assure ourself that we are not somewhere else, that the street outside our window is not known as Jermyn Street in the Haymarket, or the Via Babuino near the Pincio, or Princes Street, near the Monument.
The weird figure uncovered a shaggy head of hair, made us a grotesque bow with his right hand melodramatically buried in the folds of a voluminous cape, and stalked off in the starlight with much dignity. But we heard him running in the road before the gate had clicked behind him. "Isn't that the fellow we saw in Jermyn Street last Thursday?" I asked Raffles in a whisper.
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