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Ward's line, and had spent his private means to build a church near Bridgewater, went also. Mr. Oakeley resigned Margaret Chapel and went. Mr. Ambrose St. John, Mr. Coffin, Mr. Dalgairns, Mr. Faber, Mr. T. Meyrick, Mr. Albany Christie, Mr. R. Simpson of Oriel, were received in various places and various ways, and in the next year, Mr. J.S. Northcote, Mr. J.B. Morris, Mr. G. Ryder, Mr. David Lewis.
A man who knew how to work it might very well enjoy all the advantages of sanity and the privileges of insanity at the same time. The poor old doctor I was telling you of old Meyrick who has known the squire since his boyhood, and has a dog-like attachment to him, is always hinting at mysterious excuses.
Perhaps, then, Fanny Meyrick might take the hint and leave us soon. But Bessie gave no sign, and I relapsed into a somewhat impatient résumé of my own affairs. Yes: married quietly on Saturday; leave here on Monday morning train; take, yes, Wednesday's steamer.
At the same time it was evident through the disjointed conversation which followed that he was suffering great pain. He was alternately flushed and deadly pale, and could not occasionally restrain a groan which scared his two companions. At last they got up to go, to the relief of all three. Meyrick said awkwardly: "Falloden's awfully sorry too.
"I don't want anything better than this black merino," said Mirah, rising to show the effect. "Some white gloves and some new bottines." She put out her little foot, clad in the famous felt slipper. "There comes Hans," said Mrs. Meyrick. "Stand still, and let us hear what he says about the dress. Artists are the best people to consult about such things."
'I told you he could know of this business and he didn't! He has been in town part of the time, and down here, how is he to know anything? He sees nobody. That man Henslowe, sir, must be a real bad fellow. 'Don't abuse the man, said Robert, looking up. 'It's not worth while, when you can say your mind of the master. Old Meyrick sighed.
She adored cynics and people who said piquant things, and it amused her to make her large tyrannous hand felt by the Squire's timid, crackbrained, ridiculous little sister. As to Dr. Meyrick, he was tall and gaunt as Don Quixote.
Deronda was struck with her plain sense about these matters of practical concern. "It will not be at all trying to you, I hope, if Mrs. Meyrick will kindly go with you to Klesmer's house." "Oh, no, not at all trying. I have been doing that all my life I mean, told to do things that others may judge of me. And I have gone through a bad trial of that sort.
It will kill me, and the money I intended for Reginald I shall leave to Compton." "These are idle words, my lady. You daren't." "I dare anything when once I make up my mind to die." She rang the bell. Mary Meyrick affected contempt. A servant came to the door. "Request Sir Charles to come to me immediately." "DON'T you be a fool," said Reginald to his nurse.
No man, unless he be a downright coxcomb, will ever admit to one woman that another woman has loved him. To his wife perhaps. But how much Fanny Meyrick cared for me I had never sought to know. After the dismal ending of that moonlight boat-row I had been already disenchanted for some time before I had scarce called at Meyrick Place more than civility required.
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