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If not, I should perhaps postpone giving twenty-one years' leases till matters look a little more propitious to the payment of rents. 'Lord Lorton wrote yesterday to his agent to make all the freeholders he can on his small Queen's County property. He says he is sorry he can't make more than twenty, but that those shall go against Pole.
I have never seen this definition given anywhere; consequently, as it is but my own private opinion, you need only take it for what it is worth." "Thank you, Mr Lorton," said somebody, giving me a gratefully intelligent look from a pair of deep, thinking grey eyes. "Oh, indeed! so that's your opinion, Lorton?" put in Mr Mawley, as antagonistic as ever. "So that's your opinion, is it?
"This is very foolish, Mr Lorton," she replied, coldly; "and there is not much use, I think, in our prolonging the conversation; for, none of your arguments would convince me to give my consent to any such hair- brained scheme. Even if your offer had otherwise my approval, which it has not, I could not bear the idea of a long engagement for my daughter.
A little time afterwards, when I was sitting moodily in a corner, with a book before me which I was supposed to be looking at, but whose bare title escapes my recollection, Min came to my side; and, she began overhauling some volumes of music that were piled up in a heap on the floor. "Mr Lorton," she said, hesitatingly. That "Mr Lorton" set my teeth on edge. I made no reply. "Frank!"
By the time Tom had reached his last quarter at King's Lorton, the years had made striking changes in him since the day we saw him returning from Mr. Jacobs's academy.
"And what have you got there?" she asked, pointing to a little bunch of violets that I was extracting from my overcoat pocket, and which I had procured for her when Catch met his friend the gardener's dog. "I got them for you, Miss Clyde," said I, somewhat bashfully; "and and " "Oh, thank you, Mr Lorton," she said, quite pleased. "I love violets more than any other flower.
Bai-ey Je-ove! there's Lizzie Dangler. Who's that man she's got in tow, ah?" "Hang Lizzie Dangler!" I exclaimed, impatiently. "Can't you answer a question for once in your life did you see them, or not?" "Weally, Lorton," said he, in quite an imploring way, "you needn't get angwy with a fellah, because he can't tell you what you want to know, you know! It's weally too hot for that sawt of thing.
O Mrs Clyde!" I pleaded, "let me only have the assurance that you will allow her to wait for me. I will work most nobly that I may deserve her!" "All this is mere rhapsody, Mr Lorton," she said in her icy accents, throwing a shower of metaphorical cold water on my earnest enthusiasm.
"`Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood!" "Hullo, Lorton!" shouted out Mr Mawley again close at my back, when I had believed him to be some distance off. "Hullo, Lorton! Don't you get into heroics, my boy.
But it was all those bweastwy little bahds and the bells, you know; and it's only once a ye-ah you know, Lorton," he added. "So you will never do so again till next time is that what you mean, Horner?" I asked. "Yaas! But, bai-ey Je-ove, I say, Lorton, my deah fellah, were the Clydes those ladies in hawf-mawning, eh?" said he, smiling feebly in his usual suave manner.
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