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Crewe is so fond of his townspeople that he couldn't resist doing this for them," and she indicated with a sweep of her eyeglasses the beatitude with which they were surrounded. "Wahn't no occasion to," said Mr. Braden. "What!" cried Mrs. Pomfret, who had been walking on ice for some time. "This hain't England is it? Hain't England?" "No," she admitted, "but " "Hain't England," said Mr.
I know that this Glendower is a supporter of King Richard, of whom there are many tales current; some saying that he escaped from Pomfret, and is still alive, though I doubt not that the report that he died there is true. We know that there is, in Scotland, a man whom it pleases Albany to put forward as Richard; but this, methinks, is but a device to trouble our king.
John Pomfret, I had no more fear of a refusal, or even of hesitation on her part, than I now have when I suggest to my partner some commercial transaction of undoubted advantage. But Maria, even at that age, had about her a quiet sustained decision of character quite unlike anything I had seen in English girls.
Hence the candidate had consented to have a lunch given in his honour, naming the day and the hour; and Mrs. Pomfret, believing that a prospective governor should possess some of the perquisites of royalty, in a rash moment submitted for his approval a list of guests.
The Pomfrets were quite different sort of people restless, self-seeking; one of them had been a favourite of Henry VIII." It was clear that William Oke had no feeling of having any Pomfret blood in his veins; he spoke of these people with an evident family dislike the dislike of an Oke, one of the old, honourable, modest stock, which had quietly done its duty, for a family of fortune-seekers and Court minions.
I exclaimed within myself; and scarcely noticed, what struck me on thinking over the scene, that this strange being read these verses as one might fancy a woman would read love-verses addressed to herself. "Those are all written for Alice Oke Alice the daughter of Virgil Pomfret," she said slowly, folding up the papers. "I found them at the bottom of this cabinet.
The outside world has paused to draw breath at the spectacle, and members of the metropolitan press are filling the rooms of the Ripton House and adding to the prosperity of its livery-stable. Mr. On the occasion of one of these gatherings, when Mr. Crewe had been inaccessible for four hours, Mrs. Pomfret drove up in a victoria with her daughter Alice.
"Freddie was weak," said Victoria, but he needed the money. Don't you know Mr. Vane?" "Yes," said Mr. Crewe, shortly, "I've been talking to him on business." "Oh," said Victoria, "I had no means of knowing. Mrs. Pomfret, I want to introduce Mr. Vane, and Miss Pomfret, Mr. Vane." Mrs.
Pomfret, "but I've done my duty. It's none of my affair." In the meantime Austen and Victoria had walked on some distance in silence. "I have an idea with whom Mr. Crewe is in love," he said at length. "So have I," replied Victoria, promptly. "Humphrey's in love with himself.
About half of these ladies were summer residents of Leith in charge of the well-known social leader, Mrs. Patterson Pomfret, an organized league which, it is understood, will follow the candidate about the State in the English fashion, kissing the babies and teaching the mothers hygienic cooking and how to ondule the hair."
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