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The place I offer you is that of gardener at the rectory. Old Plumptree is retiring on a pension; he's too old to do the work any longer. But I tell you frankly that I dare not undertake the responsibility of keeping you here unless I feel that you are determined, God helping you, to make a better start. You need not decide in a hurry; you can call to-morrow evening and let me know about it.
"O, yes, of course; you've your schools, and that kind of thing; but you might give more time to art than you do, especially if you left the management of the house more to Mrs. Plumptree. I think you waste time and energy upon details."
There was one little indulgence which Abercrombie Smith always allowed himself, however closely his work might press upon him. Twice a week, on the Tuesday and the Friday, it was his invariable custom to walk over to Farlingford, the residence of Dr. Plumptree Peterson, situated about a mile and a half out of Oxford.
"There now," he said as he concluded, "that's the whole black business. It is monstrous and incredible, but it is true." Dr. Plumptree Peterson sat for some time in silence with a very puzzled expression upon his face. "I never heard of such a thing in my life, never!" he said at last. "You have told me the facts. Now tell me your inferences." "You can draw your own."
I rule everything by the doctrine of averages so much consumed in one month, so much necessarily required in another; and I reduce everything to figures. Plumptree, my cook, when she shows me a result that I cannot understand or accept. And there are my books." Miss Granger waved her hand towards a row of most uncompromising-looking volumes of the ledger or day-book species.
It is true that we have the full and clear narrative of Smith himself, and such corroboration as he could look for from Thomas Styles the servant, from the Reverend Plumptree Peterson, Fellow of Old's, and from such other people as chanced to gain some passing glance at this or that incident in a singular chain of events.
"Yourself," said the justice. A man does not argue with a sword which runs him through and through. Master Nicless subsided he cared not on what, on a table, on a form, on anything that happened to be there prostrate. The justice raised his voice, so that if there were people outside, they might hear. "Master Nicless Plumptree, keeper of this tavern, this is the last point to be settled.
He was to receive Mr. Hammond, Plumptree, Lord Camden, and others to-day. Poor Lord Camden, in the meantime, has the lumbago. October 30. Cabinet. A very bad account of Manchester. No means of raising Volunteer corps. Little hope of uniting the masters. The operatives triumphant.
A valuable work on this particular subject. Narrative of a Three Years' Residence in France, principally in the Southern Departments. 1802-5. By Anne Plumptree. 3 vols. 8vo. Some useful information on the productions, scenery, and manners of this part of France, may be collected from these volumes. Travels through the South of France, 1807-8. By Lieut.-Col. Pinckney. 4to.
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