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There were other sides, too, to Mr Rackstraw's character, but for the moment let him go as a multi-millionaire City man and Radical politician. Not that it is satisfactory; it is too mild. The Radical politics of other Radical politicians were as skim-milk to the Radical politics of Radical Politician Rackstraw.
I particularly wished at this point to introduce a description of Mr Rackstraw's country house and estate, featuring the private football ground with its fringe of noble trees.
Miss Blackcap may retire, like Jephthah's daughter, for all Farintosh will relieve her. Then, my dear fellow, there were, as possibly you do not know, Lady Hermengilde and Lady Yseult, Lady Rackstraw's lovely twins, whose appearance created such a sensation at Lady Hautbois' first was it her first or was it her second? yes, it was her second breakfast. Whom weren't they going to marry?
Here's a suvrin, says I, 'out of my 'ard-earned savin's and get a pair o' boots, too: you can git a sweet pair for 2s. 11d. at Rackstraw's afore the sale closes, and with that I shoves the suvrin into 'er hand instead o' the scrubbin' brush, and what does she do?
Here's a suvrin, says I, 'out of my 'ard-earned savin's and get a pair o' boots, too; you can git a sweet pair for 2s. 11d. at Rackstraw's afore the sale closes, and with that I shoves the suvrin into 'er hand instead o' the scrubbin' brush, and what does she do?
"Will you tell me first whether you were satisfied with Mr. Rackstraw's teaching? I know you were there." "I was quite satisfied." "Then I don't see reason for saying anything about it." "If I am wrong, you ought to try to set me right!" "The prophet Elisha would have done no good by throwing his salt into the running stream. He cast it, you will remember, into the spring!"
The two men were friends, as far as rival connoisseurs can be friends; and Mr Dodson, when at leisure, would frequently pay a visit to Mr Rackstraw's country house, where he would spend hours gazing wistfully at the Bloomer boots, buoyed up only by the thoughts of the Meredith ball at home. Isabel saw little of Clarence during the winter months, except from a distance.
The two teams arrived at Mr Rackstraw's house in time for lunch. Clarence, his features once more reduced to their customary finely-chiselled proportions, alighted from the automobile with a swelling heart. Presently he found an opportunity to slip away and meet Isabel. I will pass lightly over the meeting of the two lovers.
"There might be good reason for going once, or for going many times, and yet not for going always!" "We won't begin with quarreling! There are things we shall not agree about!" "Yes; one or two for a time, I believe!" returned Andrew. "What did you think of Mr. Rackstraw's sermon? I suppose you went to hear him." "Yes, ma'am at least partly." "Well?"
"If God had been the mighty monarch they represent Him," continued Andrew, "He would never have let us come near Him!" "Did you hear Mr. Rackstraw's sermon on the condescension of God?" asked Alexa. "The condescension of God, ma'am! There is no such thing. God never condescended, with one Jove-like nod, all his mighty, eternal life!
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