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"Yes, you beautiful Aunt," said I, "this is what I mean this whose simple mention has turned you into a girl of sixteen, this wonderful truth that uncle Jervas had divined already." And I told her of his dying words: "'You will marry her after all, George our Julia. I see now that she always loved you best!" "Oh, dear Jervas!" she murmured.
"It was George rode away first that dreadful morning," said my aunt, clasping her shapely hands, "and I shall never forget the look on the face of Jervas when he found that George had stolen away before him poor, brave Jervas!" "Yes, Aunt! If the place of meeting had not been altered it would have been uncle George, perhaps."
"Not at all like our Lame Jervas," cried the old miner, who professed to have seen the ghost; "no more like to him than Black Jack to Blue John." The by-standers laughed at this comparison; and the guide, provoked at being laughed at, sturdily maintained that not a man that wore a head in Cornwall should laugh him out of his senses.
"Peregrine never was, will, or could be such a thing!" repeated my aunt in a tone of finality. "Then what the dev " "George!" "I should say then pray, Julia, what the hum ha is he?" "Being my nephew, he is a young gentleman, of course!" "Ha!" quoth my uncle George. "Hum!" sighed my uncle Jervas. "A gentleman is usually a better man for having been a lad! As to our nephew "
Pope's ambition of this new art produced some encomiastic verses to Jervas, which certainly show his power as a poet; but I have been told that they betray his ignorance of painting. He appears to have regarded Betterton with kindness and esteem, and after his death published, under his name, a version into modern English of Chaucer's Prologues and one of his Tales, which, as was related by Mr.
"Proceed, Julia," quoth my uncle Jervas, "your voice is music to my soul " "Mine too!" added uncle George, "mine too, dooce take me if 't isn't!" For nineteen happy years I have devoted myself to caring for my nephew Peregrine, body and mind. My every thought has been of him or for him, my love has been his shield against discomforts, bodily ailments and ills of the mind
MY AUNT. If Peregrine is not so large as your robust self or so burly as monstrous George, am I to blame? MY UNCLE JERVAS. The adjective robust as applied to myself is, I think, a trifle misplaced. I suggest the word "elegant" instead. What have you to remark, George Vereker? I should say he would strip devilish I mean uncommonly light Strip? An odious suggestion!
"My master would not let the viewer turn me out of the work, as he wanted to do, because I was lame and weak, and not able to do much. 'Let him have the care of my horses in the stable, said my master: 'he can do something. I don't want to make money of poor Lame Jervas.
The translation was, of course, the old-fashioned version of Jervas, which, whether it was a closely faithful version or not, was honest eighteenth- century English, and reported faithfully enough the spirit of the original. If it had any literary influence with me the influence must have been good.
"So put it into your pocket and thank the pretty gentleman." This Jessamy did, after no little demur and with reiterated expressions of thanks. "Which do remind me, sir, as I have a letter for you," said he. "And my name is Peregrine," I nodded. "A letter, Peregrine, as was give to me for you by your uncle, Sir Jervas."
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