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Lord Palmet raised his hat and entered, crying loudly, 'A very charming garden, upon my word! Captain Baskelett followed him, bowing stiffly. 'I am, he said, 'Captain Beauchamp's cousin. I am Captain Baskelett, one of the Members for the borough. The doctor said, 'Ah. 'I wish to see Captain Beauchamp, sir. He is absent? 'I shall have him here shortly, sir.
Remember that; for I for one shall combat it and expose it. Good day. Beauchamp continued, in the street: 'Tyrannies like this fellow's have made the English the dullest and wretchedest people in Europe. Palmet animadverted on Carpendike: 'The dog looks like a deadly fungus that has poisoned the woman. 'I'd trust him with a post of danger, though, said Beauchamp.
They were on the steps of a voter's house, calmly enduring a rebuff from him in person, when Palmet returned to them, exclaiming effusively, 'What luck you have, Beauchamp! He stopped till the applicants descended the steps, with the voice of the voter ringing contempt as well as refusal in their ears; then continued: 'You introduced me neck and heels to that undertakerly old Tomlinson, of Wingham's Institute; you might have given me a chance with that Miss Miss Denham, was it?
Austin came to Mount Laurels about the close of the yachting season, shortly after Colonel Halkett had spent his customary days of September shooting at Steynham. Beauchamp's folly was the colonel's theme, for the fellow had dragged Lord Palmet there, and driven his uncle out of patience. Mr. Romfrey's monumental patience had been exhausted by him.
The other was Countess Rastaglione; you must have heard of her; a towering witch, an empress, Helen of Troy; though Ducie would have it the brunette was Queen of Paris. For French taste, if you like. Countess Rastaglione was a lady enamelled on the scroll of Fame. 'Did you see them together? said Beauchamp. 'They weren't together? Palmet looked at him and laughed.
Upon my honour, it's a shame that she should be out alone. What are her people? I'll run from you, you know and see her safe home. There's such an infernal lot of fellows about; and a girl simply bewitching and unprotected! I ought to be after her. Beauchamp held him firmly to the task of canvassing. 'Then will you tell me where she lives? Palmet stipulated.
Cecilia followed at a sullen canter. Before they came up to Beauchamp, the long-shanked man had stalked away townward. Lydiard held Beauchamp by the hand. Some last words, after the manner of instructions, passed between them, and then Lydiard also turned away. 'I say, Beauchamp, Mrs. Devereux wants to hear who that man is, Palmet said, drawing up. 'That man is Dr.
Palmet, best-natured of men, though generally prompted by some of his peculiar motives, dismounted from his horse, leaving him to Beauchamp, that he might conduct Mr. Lydiard to the station, and perhaps hear a word of Miss Denham: at any rate be able to form a guess as to the secret of that art of his, which had in the space of an hour restored a happy and luminous vivacity to the languid Mrs.
It chimed too consonantly with a feeling of Beauchamp's, to repress which he replied: 'Your ideas about women are simply barbarous, Palmet. Why shouldn't she? Her uncle places his confidence in the man, and in her. Isn't that better ten times more likely to call out the sense of honour and loyalty, than the distrust and the scandal going on in your class? 'Please to say yours too.
I never could mix reverie with excitement; the battle must be over first, and the dead buried. Can you? Mrs. Devereux answered: 'Excitement? I am not sure that I know what it is. An Election does not excite me. 'There's Nevil Beauchamp himself! Palmet sang out, and the ladies discerned Beauchamp under a fir-tree, down by the road, not alone.
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