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"I beg your pardon, Madame Pratolungo, I was deep in thought. Please state your business briefly." Saying those words, he waved his hand magnificently over his empty sheets of paper, and added in his deepest bass: "Sermon-day." I told him in the plainest words what I had seen on his child's frock, and what I feared had happened at Browndown. He turned deadly pale.
Some people do one thing, and some do another, in the way of celebrating the event of their marriage. Having become man and wife, Doctor Pratolungo and I took ship to Central America and devoted our honey-moon, in those disturbed districts, to the sacred duty of destroying tyrants. Ah! the vital air of my noble husband was the air of revolutions.
Finch's graphic language again you have fair, very fair powers of expression, Mrs. There is where the Blow falls, Madame Pratolungo! How do I know that acid disturbance is not being communicated at this moment, instead of wholesome nourishment, between mother and child? I shall prepare you an alkaline draught, Mrs. Finch, to be taken after meals. Don't speak; don't move! Give me your pulse.
"My position towards Nugent Dubourg is very remarkable, Madame Pratolungo. In my parental character, I should like to wring his neck. In my clerical character, I feel it incumbent on me to pause and write to him. You feel the responsibility? You understand the distinction?" I understood that he was afraid. Mr. Finch returned my bow with a look of helpless perplexity.
But you will allow me as a person, Madame Pratolungo, possessing considerable practice in the art of reading aloud to observe that you might be benefited by a hint or two. I will give you a few ideas. Finch! Lucilla, my child, you are interested in this. The perfecting of Madame Pratolungo is a matter of considerable importance to you. Don't go away."
You would be in a more wholesome state of mind about yourself, my young gentleman, if you had to earn your bread and cheese before you ate it." He stared at me piteously. The noble sentiments which I had inherited from Doctor Pratolungo, completely bewildered Mr. Oscar Dubourg. "Don't be angry with me," he said, in his innocent way. "I couldn't eat my cheese, if I did earn it.
I prefer to trust to my intellectual perception of beauty, rather than to mere laborious transcripts from Nature. "What writing! eh? I always told you, Madame Pratolungo, that Nugent was a genius. You see it now. Don't get up, Lucilla. I am going on. There is a message to you in this part of the letter. So neatly expressed!"
Never completely dressed; never completely dry; always with a baby in one hand and a novel in the other such was Finch's wife. "Oh! Madame Pratolungo? Yes. I hope somebody has told Miss Finch you are here. She has her own establishment, and manages everything herself. Have you had a pleasant journey?" "Thank you, Mrs. Finch," I said.
I hold Miss Batchford accountable, Madame Pratolungo, for whatever happens my daughter is a mere instrument in the hands of my first wife's family. Give me your pulse, Mrs. Finch. I don't like your pulse. Come up-stairs directly. A recumbent position, and another warm bath under Providence, Madame Pratolungo! may parry the Blow. Would you kindly open the door, and pick up Mrs.
What does the great poet of humanity say of lenders? The Bard of Avon tells us, that 'loan oft loses both itself and friend. Lay that noble line to heart, Oscar! Lucilla, be on your guard against that restlessness which I have already had occasion to reprove. I find I must leave you, Madame Pratolungo. I had forgotten my parish duties. My parish duties are waiting for me. Good day! good day!"
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