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"No," cried his master; "it is in Shropshire. What! eh! Five guineas for you if that lady comes from Willoughby in Shropshire. "That is where she comes from then, Sir Charles, and she is going to Bloomsbury Square." "How long have they been married?" "Not more than twelve months, Sir Charles." Pomander gave the man ten guineas instead of five on the spot. Reader, it was too true! Mr.
She knew little intimate anecdotes of the poets and painters they loved, piquant gossip and brilliant mots; and then she was one of those women who are like incense in a room, enriching by her very presence, exhaling mystery and distinction, like a pomander of strange spices.
In the next street they discovered nothing. In the shop, they found no Mrs. Woffington. They returned to the principal street. Vane began to hope there was no positive evidence. Suddenly three stories up a fiddle was heard. Pomander took no notice, but Vane turned red; this put Sir Charles upon the scent. "Stay!" said he. "Is not that an Irish tune?" Vane groaned.
"No more tidings of evil import no dissension, I trust, in my limited household?" Then looking on Catherine's blushing cheek, and Roland's expanded brow and glancing eye "No no," she said, "I see all is well Ma petite mignone, go to my apartment and fetch me down let me see ay, fetch my pomander box."
My stare must have betrayed my amazement at such words. "Not so, magnificent," I made answer. "I am destined for the life monastic." "Monastic!" quoth he, in a sort of horror, and looking as if a bad smell had suddenly been thrust under his nose. He shrugged and pouted and had fresh recourse to his pomander. "O, well! Friars have become popes before to-day." "I am to enter the hermit order of St.
"There," said she, kindly, "do not let us torment one another. I forgive you. Let me make you happy, Ernest. Is that a great favor to ask? I can make you happier than your brightest dream of happiness, if you will let yourself be happy." They rejoined the others; but Vane turned his back on Pomander, and would not look at him. "Sir Charles," said Mrs.
"Nay, sir; be yours the pleasing duty. But, now I think of it," resumed Triplet, "why not tell the simple truth? it is not a play! She I brought you here to see was not Sir Charles Pomander; but " "I forbid you to complete the name!" cried Pomander. "I command you to complete the name!" cried Vane. "Gentlemen, gentlemen! how can I do both?" remonstrated Triplet. "Enough, sir!" cried Pomander.
"Actors! actresses! Does Mr. Vane frequent such " Pomander. "He has earned in six months a reputation many a fine gentleman would give his ears for. Not a scandalous journal his initials have not figured in; not an actress of reputation gossip has not given him for a conquest." "How dare you say this to me?" cried Mrs.
It would be impertinent to tantalize my reader, but I flatter myself this history is not written with power enough to do that, and I may venture to leave him to guess whom Sir Charles Pomander surprised more than he did the actress, while I go back for the lagging sheep. JAMES TRIPLET, water in his eye, but fire in his heart, went home on wings.
There followed a long and baffling silence, during which the doctor grew first red, then pale, then red again, and Messer Gambara stood with his scarlet cloak sweeping about his shapely limbs, sniffing his pomander and smiling almost insolently into the other's face; and some of the insolence of his look, I thought, was reflected upon the pale, placid countenance of Giuliana.
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