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Morres in the book-room which she used for all purposes of a sitting-room during her flying visit to town. It was a pleasant room, with book-cases all round it filled with green glass in a lattice of brass-work. The books were hidden by the glass, but it reflected every movement of a bird or a twig or a cloud outside like green waters.
I can only give you a chop. Some mysterious person in the lower region cooks for me. She is the plainest of the plain." "It will be a banquet, with you." Sir Robin was not a young man who paid compliments easily. When he did pay one it had always an air of sincerity. Mrs. Morres looked pleased. She was very fond of Robin Drummond.
"There is one thing about that young man," said Mrs. Morres, who was chary of praise of her Ladyship's party: "he has excellent common-sense, and I thank Heaven for it." "Ah, yes; he has excellent common-sense," Lady Agatha echoed, with a ruefulness which made Mary laugh suddenly. "You ought to marry him, my dear," Mrs. Morres went on, looping another stitch of the endless crochet.
Morres asked. "Fish. There are plenty of trout in the upper reaches of the river." They found their lunch of cold roast beef and salad, rhubarb tart and cream, delicious. The landlord had some good old claret in his cellar and produced it as though Sir Robin were an honoured guest. They sat to the meal by an open window. There were wallflowers under the window.
The House only rises for ten days and I have to be in my place on the opening night." Mary looked up at him with a friendly air of being disappointed. She was engaged in putting the wild thyme into a bunch, stalk by stalk. Mrs. Morres began to protest "Well, of all the deceitful persons! After luring me to spend a Good Friday in town. To be sure, I shall have Mary.
"She has a clear mind as well as a sound heart," he said. "She is on fire with the passion for humanity. Take her about with you" this to Lady Agatha. "Let her see how the people live what serfs we have under our free banner. There is fine material in her. She should do good work." Meanwhile Mrs. Morres sat by Mary, doing crochet, with a quiet smile.
Morres, who had to accompany her to many places, slept every hour of the day she could. She confessed to Mary in her dry way, that did not ask for pity, that she found her Ladyship's energy superhuman. Sometimes there was an interesting debate in the House of Commons, and Lady Agatha must drop in after dinner to sit for an hour behind the gilded grille.
And wait for the Saturday crowd of holiday-makers! A nice figure I should be struggling among them." "I will be at Victoria to see you off." "Oh, you needn't do that." Mrs. Morres turned about with the inconsequence of her sex. "I've brought one of the maids up with me. She will take care of me better than most men. She is alarming, this good Susan, to the people who don't know her.
Among the fifty-one were the principal refugees at Paris and Hamburg-Tone, Lewines, Tandy, Deane Swift, Major Plunkett, Anthony McCann, Harvey Morres, etc. On the same day in which the session terminated, and the royal sanction was given to these acts, the name of Henry Grattan was, a significant coincidence, formally struck, by the King's commands, from the roll of the Irish Privy Council!
"Can you oblige me with a few slices of bacon?" It was the true communistic life. He was smiling to himself still as he walked up the hill homewards. "Winter is over and past, and the spring is come," he murmured to himself. And to think that a few hours ago the fog was creeping over the City! Mrs. Morres was looking benignantly, for her, at Sir Robin Drummond.
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