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The title was "Epistles, Domestic, Confidential, and Official, from General Washington; written about the commencement of the American Contest, when he entered on the Command of the Army of the United States. New York, printed by G. Robinson and J. Bull. London, reprinted by F. H. Rivington, No. 62 St. Paul's Churchyard, 1796."
But Rivington was ready for him. With incredible swiftness he stooped and caught his assailant as he sprang. There followed a brief and furious struggle, and then the Indian found himself slowly but irresistibly forced backwards across the Englishman's knee.
"Immensely," she said. "Immensely! You know it would." He held out his hand for the sketch. "All right, then. You shall be my inspiration." She laughed lightly. "Till that nice little woman turns up." "Exactly," said Rivington. He continued to hold out his hand, but she withheld the sketch. "I'm going to keep it, if you don't mind." "What for?" he said. "Because I like it. I want it.
"You never liked those, Browning women down at Rivington, but if this isn't browning I'm hanged if I know what it is. An attack of nerves, perhaps. They tell me that women go all to pieces nowadays over nothing at all." "That's just it," she agreed, "nothing at all!"
"I'm afraid I must," he said. "I'm sorry. Shall you be lonely?" "Oh, no," she rejoined briskly. "Of course not. I wasn't lonely before you came." She added rather wistfully, "It was good of you to stay so long; I hope you haven't been very bored?" "Not a bit," said Rivington. "I've only been afraid of boring you." She laughed a little. A certain constraint seemed to have fallen upon her.
Kerstall senior, who never left off smiling, nodded and chuckled, and scratched his head, and seemed to plunge into a depth of profound thought. Laura began to hope again. "I remember painting Sir Jasper Rivington, who was Lord Mayor in the year bless my heart how the dates do slip out of my mind, to be sure! I remember painting him, in his robes too; yes, sir by gad, sir, his official robes.
Winton Smith's Beechgrove Bee, a bitch whose work was practically faultless, and the first Field Trial Champion among Spaniels. Other good Clumbers who earned distinction in the field were Beechgrove Minette, Beechgrove Maud, the Duke of Portland's Welbeck Sambo, and Mr. Phillips' Rivington Honey, Rivington Pearl, and Rivington Reel.
The People's Baths took in 121,386 half dimes last year for as many baths, and more than forty per cent of their customers were Italians. In the first five months of the present year the Rivington Street baths accommodate 224,876 bathers, of whom 66,256 were women and girls. And this in winter. The free river baths have registered five and six millions of bathers in one brief season.
He was fifty years of age before he showed symptoms of any higher ambition than that of printing correctly acts of Parliament and new editions of law-books. In 1739 the publishers, Rivington and Osborne, urged him to compose for them a volume of Familiar Letters, afterward actually produced as an aid to illiterate persons in their correspondence.
"It's infinitely better than Rivington," she said. "I suppose," he remarked, with a little irritation unusual in him, "that you'll be wanting to go to Newport next." "Perhaps," said Honora, and resumed her letter. He fidgeted about the room for a while, ordered a cocktail, and lighted a cigarette. "Look here," he began presently, "I wish you'd be decent to Brent.
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