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Mountstuart tried petting him, which drew attention to him, and put us all in his key for several awkward minutes, more than once.
Mountstuart as she was passing over to Dr Middleton. "My dear lady! spare me a minute." De Craye sauntered up, with a face of the friendliest humour: "Never was man like you, Willoughby, for shaking new patterns in a kaleidoscope." "Have you turned punster, Horace?" Willoughby replied, smarting to find yet another in the demon secret, and he draw Dr.
After he was called to the bar, he read for the LL.B. examination of the University of London; and not only obtained the degree but enjoyed his only University success by winning a scholarship. One of his competitors was the present Sir Mountstuart Grant Duff. This performance is connected with some very important passages in his development.
"Your portrait of Professor Crooklyn was too striking, Mrs Mountstuart, and deceived him by its excellence. He appears to have seen only the blank side of the slate." "Ah! He is a faithful friend of his cousin, do you not think?" "He is the truest of friends." "As for Dr. Middleton," Mrs.
Mountstuart appeared through his farthest window, swinging her skirts on a turn at the end of the lawn, with Horace De Craye smirking beside her. And the woman's vaunted penetration was unable to detect the histrionic Irishism of the fellow. Or she liked him for his acting and nonsense; nor she only. The voluble beast was created to snare women.
"Is he clever?" "Very." "He talks well?" "Yes." "Handsome?" "He might be thought so." "Witty?" "I think he is." "Gay, cheerful?" "In his manner." "Why, the man would be a mountebank if he adopted any other. And poor?" "He is not wealthy." Mrs. Mountstuart preserved a lengthened silence, but nipped Clara's fingers once or twice to reassure her without approving.
But remember that Fridolin sometimes contrives to escape and have the guilty scorched. The Professor would not have suffered if he had missed his train, as he appears to be in the habit of doing. Thus his unaccustomed good-fortune was the cause of his bad." "You saw him on the platform?" "I am unacquainted with the professor. I had to get Mrs Mountstuart out of the way."
It has entertained me exceedingly, and I do not think him the Whig that you supposed. Horace Walpole's being his patron is, indeed, no good sign of his political principles. But he denied to Lord Mountstuart that he was a Whig, and said he had been accused by both parties of partiality. It seems he was like Pope, "While Tories call me Whig, and Whigs a Tory ."
Mountstuart, on the very heels of Clara's offence, restored him to full command of his art of detachment, and he thrust her out, quite apart from himself, to contemplate her disgraceful revolutions. What was he to strike with? Ten years younger, Laetitia might have been the instrument. To think of her now was preposterous. Beside Clara she had the hue of Winter under the springing bough.
And now I stand in front of the main entrance to the Kaiser-bagh, hard by the spot where stood the Sepoy battery which the Highlanders so opportunely took in reverse. Before me on the maidan is the plain monument to Sir Mountstuart Jackson, Captain Orr, and a sergeant, who were murdered in the Kaiser-bagh when the success of Campbell's final operations became certain.
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