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I've had him pointed out to me in Bevisham, and I never can light on him at his brewery. No excuse for detaining the impetuous candidate struck Cecilia. She betook herself to Mrs. Lespel, to give and receive counsel in the emergency, while Beauchamp struck across the lawn to Mr. Dollikins, who had the squire of Itchincope on the other side of him.
We throw open the curacoa to the intelligence and industry of the assembled guests; we carry the right of the multitude to our host's cigars by a majority. C'est un farceur que notre bon petit cousin. Lespel says it is sailorlike to do something of this sort after a cruise. Nevil's Radicalism would have been clever anywhere out of Bevisham. Of all boroughs! Grancey Lespel knows it.
'The man himself told you his opinion of renegade Whigs. 'Renegade! 'Renegade Whig is an actionable phrase, Mr. Culbrett observed. He was unnoticed. 'If you don't like "renegade," take "dead," said Beauchamp. 'Dead Whig resurgent in the Tory. You are dead. 'It's the stupid conceit of your party thinks that. 'Dead, my dear Mr. Lespel.
I've had enough. Grancey Lespel bounced away with both hands outspread on the level of his ears. 'Dead! Beauchamp sent the ghastly accusation after him. Grancey faced round and said, 'Bo! which was applauded for a smart retort. And let none of us be so exalted above the wit of daily life as to sneer at it. Mrs. Lespel remarked to Mr.
She walked on the terrace with him near upon sunset, and said, 'The position Captain Beauchamp is in here is most unfair to him. 'There's nothing unfair in the lion's den, said Stukely Culbrett; adding, 'Now, observe, Miss Halkett; he talks for effect. He discovers that Lespel is a Torified Whig; but that does not make him a bit more alert. It's to say smart things.
'Listen to him, if you do meet him, she replied. His look was rather grave. 'Lespel 's a Whig, he said. The colonel answered. 'Lespel was a Whig. Once a Tory always a Tory, but court the people and you're on quicksands, and that's where the Whigs are. What he is now I don't think he knows himself. You won't get a vote. Cecilia watched her friend Nevil recovering from his short fit of gloom.
Late in the afternoon a report reached the ladies of a furious contest going on over Dollikins. Mr. Algy Borolick was the first to give them intelligence of it, and he declared that Beauchamp had wrested Dollikins from Grancey Lespel. This was contradicted subsequently by Mr. Stukely Culbrett. 'But there's heavy pulling between them, he said.
Lespel winced a little, and told him not to put his trust in that. 'Turned Tory? said Palmet. Mr. Lespel declined to answer. Palmet said to Mrs. Devereux, 'He thinks I'm not worth speaking to upon politics. Now I'll give him some Beauchamp; I learned lots yesterday. 'Then let it be in Captain Beauchamp's manner, said she softly.
'But do you tell me, said Mr. Lespel, when the shouts of the gentlemen were subsiding, 'do you tell me that young Beauchamp is going ahead? 'That he is. They flock to him in the street. 'He stands there, then, and jingles a money-bag. Palmet resumed his mimicry of Beauchamp: 'Not a stiver; purity of election is the first condition of instruction to the people! Principles!
It's rather a jumble; but you should see her when Beauchamp's on his legs and speaking. 'Mr. Lydiard is in Bevisham? Mrs. Wardour-Devereux remarked. 'I know the girl, growled Mr. Lespel. 'She comes with that rascally doctor and a bobtail of tea-drinking men and women and their brats to Northeden Heath my ground. There they stand and sing. 'Hymns?'inquired Mr. Culbrett.
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