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"So that is what they do at night, is it? and that is the young person who sold her sister Louise to Mosley Menteith. Now I am beginning to know the world; and what an extraordinary old world it is, to be sure! One half seems to be always kept busy mending the mischief the other half has made."
I lock up my library and consulting rooms now as a rule when I go out, but sometimes I forget to shut the windows." "They are very singular little people," said the bishop, with his benign smile; "very singular!" "They are very naughty little people, I think!" said Mrs. Beale. Dr. Galbraith laughed as at some ludicrous reminiscence. "But will you come to Malta?" said Sir Mosley.
"Mosley wants to see the old swing," she said to her mother as they left the room together. "What a nice looking young man," Mrs. Frayling observed. "His head is too small," Lady Adeline said. "Has he anything in him?" "Oh yes. Well, good average abilities, I should say," Mrs. Beale rejoined, "Too much ability, you know, is rather dangerous. Men with many ideas so often get into mischief."
They walked back rapidly along Mosley Street and into Market Place. There she stopped and shyly asked him to leave her. Almost all the Saturday-night crowd had disappeared from the streets. It was really late, and she became suddenly conscious that this walk of hers might reasonably be regarded at home as a somewhat bold proceeding.
Sir Mosley Menteith had been a good deal at the palace as a youngster. He and Edith still called each other by their Christian names. The bishop had seen him grow up from a boy, and knew all about him so he would have said although he had not seen much of him and had heard absolutely nothing for several years. "So you are not with your regiment?" he repeated interrogatively.
He peered at Sir Mosley through a pair of very thick glasses he wore, and seemed to read an answer to each question as he put it, written on the latter's face. "Will you have some tea, dear?" said Mrs. Beale. "Eh, what did you say, my dear? Tea? Yes, if you please. That is what I came for." He turned to the tea table as he spoke, and stood over it rubbing his hands, and beaming about him blandly.
Her own marriage quite disproves all her arguments, for Colonel Colquhoun was notoriously just the kind of man she would have us believe Mosley is, and see what she has done for him, and how well they get on together! Think no more about it, dear child, but come out with me. The air will tranquillize us both." On her way home, Evadne overtook Mr. St. John.
Probably his answer was not as civil as slaveholding requires, Mosely rushed upon him and stabbed him. The wound laid him up for a season. Mosley was called to no account for it. When he came in with the bloody knife, he said he wished he had killed him.
In a paper titled "Aid, Conditionality and Moral Hazard", written by Paul Mosley and John Hudson, and presented at the Royal Economic Society's 1998 Annual Conference, the authors wrote: "Empirical evidence on the effectiveness of both overseas aid and the 'conditionality' employed by donors to increase its leverage suggests disappointing results over the past thirty years ... The reason for both failures is the same: the risk or 'moral hazard' that aid will be used to replace domestic investment or adjustment efforts, as the case may be, rather than supplementing such efforts."
Galbraith had taken his leave when they entered the room, and only waited a moment afterward to exchange a word with Lady Adeline. When he had gone, Sir Mosley asked the latter, who had known him since he was a boy, but did not love him, "Is that ugly man a medical doctor?" "Yes," she answered in her gentle but downright way, "he is a medical man, but not an 'ugly' man at all."
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