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In another part, the enemy were more successful. Colonel Breyman was killed, and the entrenchments, defended by the German reserve which he commanded, were carried. Night ended the battle, and left to the army the melancholy task of summing up its loss, which included several officers of distinction. The brother of Mr Pellew was among the dead.
Pellew and his partner, who looked down on the irregularities of their opponents from a pinnacle of True Whist. Their position as superior beings tended towards mutual understandings.
"I don't mind saying so to you, Mr. Pellew," she said, "because I know I can rely upon you. But did you notice at dinner-time, when you said you had tried to persuade Mr. Torrens to come down, that Gwen took upon herself to answer for him all the way down the table?" "By Jove so she did! I didn't notice it at the time.
It was what I heard her say to Lutwyche ... some time ago.... 'Remember she's not to have it till to-morrow morning. It just crossed my mind, did she mean me? I dare say it was nothing." "I heard that. It was a letter." Mr. Pellew said this. "Had you any impression about it?" "I thought it was some joke among the servants." Gwen was disquieted, evidently.
It is, perhaps, a singular occurrence for a midshipman to be honoured with a letter of thanks from the First Lord of the Admiralty, but the service itself was important, and Captain Pownoll strengthened Sir Charles Douglas' report of his young officer's conduct, by a communication of his own. Their joint eulogy obtained for Mr. Pellew the following letter from Lord Sandwich:
Thus rendered unmanageable, she fell off, and grounded under the citadel, where, beating round, she lay rolling heavily with her broadside to the waves. At the second roll she threw all her masts over board together. Sir Edward and Lady Pellew were on their way to dine with Dr. Hawker, vicar of Charles, who had become acquainted with Mr.
The mate told us that he and the doctor had determined to steer for the Pellew Islands, the inhabitants of which, though uncivilised, were supposed to be of a mild disposition, and likely to treat us kindly. Even had we intended to steer for Guam, the canoes in that direction would have prevented us doing so. From the Pellew Islands we should have a long voyage round to Manilla.
Pellew, without emotion, pushed the turn-up card, a two, into the trick, saying to his partner: "Your Queen was all right. Quite correct!" The story does not vouch for this. It may have been wrong. "Do you mean to say, Cousin Percy" thus Gwen, with indignant emphasis "that you've not got a club in your hand, at the very first round. You cannot expect us to believe that!" Mr.
"It wasn't my romance.... Oh, well, perhaps it wasn't yours either. Only play fair, Miss Dickenson. Six of the one and half a dozen of the other! Confess up!" The lady assumed the tone of Tranquillity soothing Petulance. "Never mind, Mr. Pellew!" she said. "You needn't lie awake about it. It doesn't really matter, you know.... Have you got the right time?
Her remark was: "You seem to be quite an authority on the subject, Mr. Pellew." "No you don't mean that? Does me a lot of credit, though! Guessin', I am, all through. No experience honour bright!" "You don't expect me to believe that, Mr. Pellew?" "Needn't believe it, unless you like, Miss Dickenson. But it's true, for all that. Never was in love in my life!"
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