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He's coming over on leave, too, in a fortnight. 'Really? And are you still at Jermyn Street? 'Oh yes. Father let his house for three years, but we've come back again. Jolly little house, isn't it? 'Very. And I hope we shall see you both, said Edith conventionally. The boy bowed, smiled and walked away so quickly that Archie had no time for the salute he had prepared.
So Mr Jermyn seemed to think; for when my arm was dressed, and I had got my clothes on again with some pain, and a silken sling under my elbow, he came and craved the surgeon's leave to carry me off to breakfast. The request was granted, on a promise that I would abstain from inflaming food and from all strong liquors.
But even had Jermyn only taken upon him to imagine himself in love with a woman like Lady Joan, he must soon have become, more or less, actually in love with her. This did not however destroy his caution; and so far as his attentions had gone, they were pleasant to her; they were at least a break in the ennui of her daily life, helping her to reach the night in safety.
Morgan, with the Major's hats brushed, and his coats laid out: his despatch-boxes and umbrella-cases, his guidebooks, passports, maps, and other elaborate necessaries of the English traveller, all as trim and ready as they could be in their master's own room in Jermyn Street.
Some days after, she was created Duchess of Cleveland, and little Jermyn repaired to his country-seat: however, it was in his power to have returned in a fortnight; for the Chevalier de Grammont, having procured the king's permission, carried it to the Earl of St.
It is fair to mention, however, that your knowing it will make you fully as odious to him as I am and that, I assure you, is very odious indeed. There were four witnesses beside myself Lieutenant-Colonel Jermyn, Sir James Carter, Lord George Vanbrugh, and Ned Clinton. 'Witnesses! Captain Lake. Do you allude to a legal matter? enquired Larkin, with his look of insinuating concern and enquiry.
I confess that I regarded it from my own unique and selfish point of view. What was a thrilling matter to the world was a torturing memory to me. The quintessence of the torture was, moreover, my own secret. It was not the loss of the Lady Jermyn that I could not bear to speak about; it was my own loss; but the one involved the other.
Had he lived, I daresay he would have become ugly like the rest of his family, none of whom, except his great-great-grandmother, was accounted much for looks. Next to this handsome man, on the right, sat Mr. Jermyn, looking fifteen years younger without his false beard. Then came a very black-looking man, with a face all eyebrows. Then a soldier in uniform.
Henry Jermyn, Earl of St. Albans, and his nephew, "the little Jermyn," were also notable as figuring in court intrigues.
I moved a few steps farther in and glanced down the restaurant. Then I returned. "But, my dear Mrs. Bundercombe," I said, "your husband has gone long ago! He went out the other way. I am not sure but I believe we saw him in Bond Street quite three quarters of an hour ago." "There is another way out?" Mrs. Bundercombe asked hastily. "Certainly there is," I told her; "into Jermyn Street."
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