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His letter was accompanied with a present from himself of his Sermons at the Bampton Lecture, and from his friend, Dr. Townson, the venerable Rector of Malpas, in Cheshire, of his Discourses on the Gospels, together with the following extract of a letter from that excellent person, who is now gone to receive the reward of his labours: 'Mr.
"Bruno! de Malpas?" "I never heard of any name but Bruno." "Has he talked with thee?" Abraham's whole manner showed agitation. "Much." "Upon what subjects?" Belasez would gladly have avoided that question. "Different subjects," she said, evasively. "Tell me what he said when he first met thee."
The pain that must be hers he knew; he experienced some of it in anticipation, participating it because it was hers and because all things that were hers he must account in some measure his own. He rose up at last, cursing that wanton at Malpas who had come to fling this fresh and terrible difficulty where already he had to face so many.
Nina Malpas was born amid the embers of one of those fiery conjugal dramas which occur with romantic frequency in the provincial towns of the northern Midlands, where industrial conditions are such as to foster an independent spirit among women of the lower class generally, and where by long tradition 'character' is allowed to exploit itself more freely than in the southern parts of our island.
She really could not understand what Beatrice wanted. If the priest or the Church they were very much the same thing told her what to do, could she not rest and be thankful? It was a great deal less trouble than everlastingly thinking for one's self. "No one of any note ever thinks for himself," chimed in Hawise. "Then I am glad I am not of any note!" bluntly responded Beatrice. "You a De Malpas!
'The way I know it is this: I was with Roby to-day, when the post came in, and he said to me, "Here is a letter from Lady Malpas; I hope nothing is the matter with Sir Russell or any of the children." And then it all came out. The train was blown up behind; Sir Russell was in a centre carriage, and was pitched right into a field.
"I was a member, myself, during the time that I lived in Paris," he said, in a hurried manner which did not entirely serve to cover his confusion. "My dear Sir Brian! We have at least one taste in common!" Sir Brian Malpas passed his hand across his brow with a weary gesture well-known to fellow Members of Parliament, for it often presaged the abrupt termination of a promising speech.
"Now, Bruno de Malpas," he said, "tell thy story." And sitting down at the table, he laid his arms on it, and hid his face upon it. "But, my father, dost thou wish her to hear it?" "The Blessed One does, I believe. She has heard as yet but a garbled version. I wish what He wishes." "Amen!" ejaculated Bruno. And he turned to Belasez. She, on her part, felt too much astonished for words.
Cardinal Malpas confirmed them a few minutes later, and the Cardinal Archbishop of Pekin at twenty-three. Before mid-day on Saturday I received final confirmation from my messengers in London.
Bruce Cumberly London John Exel M. Gaston Paris Brian Malpas The smoking-room was fairly full, but a corner near the big open grate had just been vacated, and here, about a round table, the four disposed themselves. Our French acquaintance being in evening dress had perforce confined himself in his sartorial eccentricities to a flowing silk knot in place of the more conventional, neat bow.
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