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The first book with an unmistakable imprint was his Dictes and Sayings of Philosophers, which had been translated for him by the gallant but unfortunate Lord Rivers, who was murdered in Pomfret castle by order of Richard III. The colophon of this states that it was printed in the Abbey of Westminster in 1477.
Crewe, although naturally an important and busy man, scarcely had time to nod to his friends on the road. "Poor dear Humphrey," said Mrs. Pomfret, "who was so used to dropping in to dinner, hasn't had a moment to write me a line to thank me for the statesman's diary I bought for him in London this spring. They're in that new red leather, and Aylestone says he finds his so useful.
The great Blackmore, the great Dennis, the great Sprat, the great Pomfret, not to mention great men of our own time have they not also been dull, and had pretty reputations too?
Pomfret, knowing the income, after an exhaustive search decided upon Leith as the place to build her villa. It must be credited to her foresight that, when she built, she saw the future possibilities of the place. The proper people had started it.
Pomfret, "is so much in earnest. I wouldn't give a snap for a man without a temper." "Poor dear Humphrey" said Beatrice Chillingham, in an undertone to her neighbour, "is exceedingly rude and ungrateful. That's what I think." The occupants of one vehicle heard the horn, and sought the top of a grassy mound to let the Leviathan go by. And the Leviathan, with characteristic contrariness, stopped.
Pomfret, as may have been surmised, was a woman of taste, and her villa at Leith, though small, had added considerably to her reputation for this quality. Patterson Pomfret had been a gentleman with red cheeks and an income, who incidentally had been satisfied with both.
Crewe; "it doesn't cost anything to look at flowers, that's what they're for. Cost something to put 'em in. I got that little feller Ridley to lay 'em out I believe I told you. He's just beginning. Hello, Alice." "I think he did it very well, Humphrey," said Miss Pomfret. "Passably," said Mr. Crewe. "I told him what I wanted and drew a rough sketch of the garden and the colour scheme."
Having followed her to the Connecticut River and found she had turned back toward Pomfret, they immediately returned, and by ten o'clock the next morning their bloodhounds had driven her into a den, about three miles distant from the house of Mr. Putnam.
"And aren't you going to say good-by to your host and hostess?" "Hostess?" he repeated, puzzled. "Hostesses," she corrected herself, "Mrs. Pomfret and Alice. I thought you had eyes in your head," she added, with a fleeting glance at them. "Is Crewe engaged to Miss Pomfret?" he asked. "Are all men simpletons?" said Victoria. "He doesn't know it yet, but he is."
'Hallo! he roared out, 'I didn't know you knew Mr. Christopherson. 'I'm just as much surprised to find that you know him! was my reply. The old book-lover gazed at us in nervous astonishment, then shook hands with the newcomer, who greeted him bluffly, yet respectfully. Pomfret spoke with a strong Yorkshire accent, and had all the angularity of demeanour which marks the typical Yorkshireman.
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