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The mixture in the man she was to marry, of gaiety, of an overflowing enjoyment of life, expressing itself often in an endless childish joking with mystical sternness; the eager pursuit of beauty in art and literature, coupled with an unbending insistence on authority, on the Church's law, whether in doctrine or conduct, together with an absolute refusal to make any kind of terms with any sort of "Modernisms," so far at least as they affected the high Anglican ideal of faith and practice in relation to these facts of Newbury's temperament and life she was still standing bewildered, half yielding and half combative.
So the current of conversation was turned, and the subject was not alluded to again, thereby anticipating Mr. Carter, who, having caught Miss Newbury's eye, was about to philosophize further on the same lines. During the twelve months following his visit at the Lawfords' the attentions of George Gorham to Emily Vincent became noticeable.
Its garden surrounded by a sunk fence could be seen, and the figure of a lady walking in it. Marcia stopped to look. "What a charming place! Who lives there?" Newbury's eyes followed hers. He hesitated a moment. "That is the model farm." "Mr. Betts's farm?" "Yes. Can you manage that stile?" Marcia tripped over it, scorning his help. But her thoughts were busy with the distant figure. Mrs.
"Lady Honoria," replied Mrs Delvile, with a sarcastic smile, "the next tale of scandal you oblige me to hear, I will insist for your punishment that you shall read one of Mr Newbury's little books! there are twenty of them that will explain this matter to you, and such reading will at least employ your time as usefully as such tales!"
If she can't or if she doesn't see the thing as she ought, herself well! we shall know where we are!" "Look here, Corry," said Arthur, remonstrating, "Edward Newbury's an awfully good chap. Don't you go making mischief!" "Rather hard on your sister, isn't it?" the voice was Lester's "to plunge her into such a business, at such a time!"
"Marvelous!" The word was Newbury's. He turned to look at his companion, and the mere energy of his feeling compelled Marcia's eyes to his. Involuntarily, she smiled an answer. But the golden moment dies! forever. Shrieking and crashing, the vulture-forces of destruction sweep upon it. Messengers rush in, announcing blow on blow. Achilles' own Myrmidons have turned against him.
Betts, and he says they are very excitable people and very much in love. He can't tell what might happen." Newbury's face stiffened. "I think I know them as well as Coryston. We will take every care, dearest. And as for thinking of it why, it's hardly ever out of my mind except when I'm with you! It hangs over me from morn till night."
Newbury, it appeared, had spent the preceding night in what Sir Wilfrid obstinately called a "monkery" alias the house of an Anglican brotherhood or Community the Community of the Ascension, of which Newbury's great friend, Father Brierly, was Superior. In requital for Newbury's teasing of Marcia, Sir Wilfrid would have liked to tease Newbury a little on the subject of the "monkery."
I am the younger brother of the late Lord Montbarry. 'The late Lord Montbarry! Mr. Troy exclaimed. 'My brother died at Venice yesterday evening. There is the telegram. With that startling answer, he handed the paper to Mr. Troy. The message was in these words: 'Lady Montbarry, Venice. To Stephen Robert Westwick, Newbury's Hotel, London. It is useless to take the journey.
But even this story of Martha Gooch is based upon very meager and unsatisfactory evidence. The earliest English edition of Mother Goose's Melodies that is absolutely authentic was issued by John Newbury of London about the year 1760, and the first authentic American edition was a reprint of Newbury's made by Isaiah Thomas of Worcester, Mass., in 1785.
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