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He poured himself out another glass of wine, and drank it at a draught before he replied. "It's not so easy to tell you what I want," he said, "after the tone you have taken with me about my wife." Mr. Kendrew looked surprised. "Is Mrs. Vanborough concerned in the matter?" he asked. "Yes." "Does she know about it?" "No." "Have you kept the thing a secret out of regard for her?" "Yes."
Kendrew, seem literally to live again in our children. I have an only child. My friend has an only child. My daughter is little Anne as I was. My friend's daughter is little Blanche as she was. And, to crown it all, those two girls have taken the same fancy to each other which we took to each other in the by-gone days at school. One has often heard of hereditary hatred.
But ceasing to pay the patent right, Kendrew commenced an action against him for a sum of nine hundred pounds alleged to be due under the agreement. The claim was disputed, and Kendrew lost his action; and it is added in Longstaffe's Annals, that even had he succeeded, it would have been of no use; for Mr. Marshall declared that he had not then the money wherewith to pay him.
Longstaffe's Annals and Characteristics of Darlington, that the spinning of flax by machinery was first begun by one John Kendrew, an ingenious self-taught mechanic of that town, who invented a machine for the purpose, for which he took out a patent in 1787. Mr. Marshall went over from Leeds to see his machine, and agreed to give him so much per spindle for the right to use it.
The clergy in Ireland of other religious denominations have been relieved from this law. But it still remains in force so far as the Roman Catholic priesthood is concerned." "Is such a state of things possible in the age we live in!" exclaimed Mr. Kendrew. Mr. Delamayn smiled. He had outgrown the customary illusions as to the age we live in.
The special observer, penetrating under the surface, found a fine nature beneath, resting on a steady foundation of honor and truth. Mr. Vanborough opened the conversation. "If you ever marry," he said, "don't be such a fool, Kendrew, as I have been. Don't take a wife from the stage." "If I could get such a wife as yours," replied the other, "I would take her from the stage to-morrow.
Vanborough finished his glass of wine, and looked his friend steadily in the face. "My ambition," he said, "sees a Parliamentary career, with a Peerage at the end of it and with no obstacle in the way but my estimable wife." Mr. Kendrew lifted his hand warningly. "Don't talk in that way," he said. "If you're joking it's a joke I don't see.
It's no use talking to me of my wife's virtues. She is a millstone round my neck, with all her virtues. If I had not been a born idiot I should have waited, and married a woman who would have been of some use to me; a woman with high connections " Mr. Kendrew touched his host's arm, and suddenly interrupted him. "To come to the point," he said "a woman like Lady Jane Parnell." Mr.
"A man may be anxious and worried, I suppose, without being actually in pain." "I am sorry to hear you are worried. Is it business?" "Yes business." "Consult Mr. Kendrew." "I am waiting to consult him." Mrs. Vanborough rose immediately. "Ring, dear," she said, "when you want coffee." As she passed her husband she stopped and laid her hand tenderly on his forehead.
The elder girl was frail and delicate, with a pale, sensitive face. The younger was light and florid, with round red cheeks and bright, saucy eyes a charming little picture of happiness and health. Mr. Kendrew looked inquiringly at the youngest of the two girls. "Here is a young lady," he said, "who is a total stranger to me."
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