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Saintsbury, looking swiftly round to see that the elder Mavering was not within hearing, as she hurried ahead with Mrs. Pasmer, "that I can't stand in Dan Mavering. Why couldn't he have warned us that it was getting near the time? Why should he have gone on pretending that there was no hurry? It isn't insincerity exactly, but it isn't candour; no, it's uncandid.
I occasionally sent out books needed for Mr. Stevenson's studies, of which more will be said. But I must make it plain that, in the body, we met but rarely. His really intimate friends were Mr. Colvin and Mr. R. A. M. Stevenson; and, among other literati, Mr. Gosse, Mr. Austin Dobson, Mr. Saintsbury, Mr Walter Pollock, knew him well. The best portrait of Mr. Stevenson that I know is by Sir.
Texts: Tales and Novels, New Langford Edition, 10 vols. Life: by Helen Zimmerman; Memoir, by Hare. Mrs. Anne Radclife. See Beers's English Romanticism. Moore. Poetical Works, in Canterbury Poets, Chandos Classics, etc.; Selected poems, in Golden Treasury; Gunning's Thomas Moore, Poet and Patriot; Symington's Life and Works of Moore. Essay, by Saintsbury. Campbell.
"And the sisters do they stay there the whole year round? Are they countrified?" "One doesn't live in the country without being countrified," said Mrs. Saintsbury. "They're rather quiet girls, though they've been about a good deal to Europe with friends, and to New York in the winter. They're older than Dan; they're more like their father. Are you afraid of that draught at the windows?"
Saintsbury, caught sight of them, and as if suddenly reminded of a forgotten duty, rushed vividly upon him. "Mr. Mavering, I shall not let you stay with us another minute. You must go to your room now and get ready. You ought to have a little rest." He broke out in his laugh. "Do you think I want to go and lie down awhile, like a lady before a party?"
Not that that reasonable prose structure, or architecture, as Mr. Saintsbury conceives it, has been always, or even generally, the ideal, even of those chosen writers here in evidence.
It became a "Scene de la Vie de Campagne" in 1846, and was then admitted into the Comedie. George Saintsbury On a lovely spring morning in the year 1829, a man of fifty or thereabouts was wending his way on horseback along the mountain road that leads to a large village near the Grande Chartreuse.
And America has so few of them." She knew quite well that she was talking nonsense, but she was aware, through her own indifference to the topic that he was not minding what she said, but was trying to bring himself into talk with Alice again. The girl persistently listened to Professor Saintsbury. "Is she punishing him for something?" her mother asked herself. "What can it be for.
He turned away from it to acknowledge the smiles and bows of people going out of the place, and he returned their salutations with charming heartiness. In the vestibule they met the friends they were going in search of. "With Mr. Mavering, of course!" exclaimed Mrs. Saintsbury: "I might have known it." Mrs.
She's very fond of you. You and Alice ought both to go." "Does Mrs. Saintsbury like me?" asked Dan. "Well, she's awfully nice. Don't you think she's awfully fond of formulating people?" "Oh, everybody in Cambridge does that. They don't gossip; they merely accumulate materials for the formulation of character." "And they get there just the same!" cried Dan. "Mrs.
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