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Longman's presence, and said Pamela might come along with her; I suppose to mortify me, that I must go while she was to stay: But as, when I go away, I am not to go with her, nor was she to go with me; so I did not matter it much; only it would have been creditable to such a poor girl, that the housekeeper would bear me company, if I went. Said he to her, Well, Mrs.
So said Jake Tuttle, who now that he was a deputy sheriff on the watch for diseases threatening his and his neighbors' cattle, suddenly realized that there might be such a thing as a deputy sheriff to look out for the physical and moral health of humans. Green Valley listened to Max Longman's announcement and Jake's comment and made up its mind to go around and see.
As to discussion in Parliament, I suppose I cannot altogether help myself; but it will be a business unwillingly gone into, and not at all unless there seems some chance of being of use. And the Journal: April 3rd. Dinner at Longman's. Froude, Trevelyan, Walpoles, Quain. This was the last of the pleasant literary dinners which Longman used to give. 4th. Great sale of the Novar collection.
Hartley is quite well, and my talkativeness is his, without diminution on my side. 'Tis strange but certainly many things go in the blood, beside gout and scrophula. Yesterday I dined at Longman's and met Pratt, and that honest piece of prolix dullity and nullity, young Towers, who desired to be remembered to you.
Why, Pamela, said he, 'tis old Longman's hand: an officious rascal as he is! But I have done with him. But, said he, as to the letter and the information it contains: Let me know, Pamela, when you received this? On the Friday, sir, said I, that you were gone to the wedding at Stamford. How could it be conveyed to you, said he, unknown to Mrs.
Longman's, our steward's, office, to beg him to give me a pen or two, and a sheet or two of paper. Yes it is, sir, said I; but I was in hopes it would not be known till I went away. What a d -l, said he, ails our master of late! I never saw such an alteration in any man in my life! He is pleased with nobody as I see; and by what Mr. Jonathan tells me just now, he was quite out of the way with you.
He came safely to Miss Longman's apartments, where he found all on the alert the governess and her nieces recounting their experiences of February, which convinced them that there was more danger in returning than in remaining.
Waldstricker was coming at two o'clock! Rounding the lake point, on which stood the hut of her squatter friends, she spied "Satisfied" seated on the bench near the doorway. Tess waved her hand, and the old fisherman signaled in return. "Ma thought ye'd be comin' soon, brat," was Longman's greeting. "I air brung her some salt-risin' bread," Tess announced, sitting down beside the fisherman.
Directly north of the Court of the Four Seasons stands Miss Beatrice Evelyn Longman's Fountain of Ceres, originally planned for the center of the court, but so very effective all by itself between the dignified colonnades of the avenue. The fountain is most impressive by its fine architectural feeling, so uncommon in the work of many women sculptors.
They're not only limited in size, but in shape as well. Bancroft used to call them his postage-stamps. In the entrance court we found Evelyn Breatrice Longman's "Fountain of Ceres," the last of the three fountains done on the grounds by women, and decidedly the most feminine. "Mrs. Longman hasn't quite caught the true note," the architect remarked.
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