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He did not take careful note of his sensations, but he felt an ineffable joy overflow his heart, and at the same time a vague anxiety. His servant's voice recalled Him to himself. Doubtless it is a sick person who asks for religious aid, she said. Was there a slight irony in that question? The priest thought he saw it. He called out sharply: You are still there, Veronica? Who has called you?
The porter thought it would be six o'clock ere she could receive any visitor, "business or no business." Denas said she would call at six o'clock, and charged the man to tell his mistress so. But the visit and the engagement passed from the servant's mind. In fact, he had, as he claimed, a very genteel mind. Callers who came in a common cab did not find an entry into it.
A little man stood outside in grey hose and a servant's dark coat, gathered in at the waist by a leathern belt. He was clean shaven and his hair was cropped close to his head, which was bare, for he held his black hat in his hand. Zorzi did not like his face. He waited for Zorzi to speak first. "Have you a message for me?" asked the Dalmatian. "I am Zorzi."
I had hardly rung the bell before the house door was opened violently; my worthy Italian friend, Professor Pesca, appeared in the servant's place; and darted out joyously to receive me, with a shrill foreign parody on an English cheer. On his own account, and, I must be allowed to add, on mine also, the Professor merits the honour of a formal introduction.
Dozens of adventures, in which he was said to have taken part, were told in the servant's hall and half of them had some foundation of truth, as I afterwards learned by experience.
"And I hope you will find yourself comfortable," continued the old lady, in a tone that implied "You ought to be!" "If you want anything, or have anything to complain of, let me know," she added. " I thought it better not to put you in the servant's quarters!" "Thank you, ma'am," said Richard. "This is a beautiful room for me! Do you know, ma'am, where I'm to work?"
Former generations made too much of the physical sufferings of Jesus; is not this generation in danger of making too little of them? The issue of the Servant's sufferings is presented in a startling paradox. His bruises and weales are the causes of our being healed. His chastisement brings our peace.
My friend Tompkins, who had returned my other hunter broken-winded, in consequence of his servant's mismanagement in feeding, or his own indiscreet riding, upon being informed of the circumstance, very coolly answered, that he was sorry for it; and, in the true stile of a knowing sportsman, he proposed to accommodate me in return not by lending me one of his hunters for the remainder of the season, but by selling me one, a young horse, as he said, of great power and promise, which would just suit me; and as a great favour he wrote me word, that he would part with it to me, as a friend, at the same price which he had given for it.
It tickles me to see aristocrats like ye at work rael hard work, to take the consait out of ye; and if I was this feller, glancing at Andy, 'I'd make tracks if ye didn't give me my rights, smart enough. The glow in the Irish servant's eyes was not to be mistaken. 'I guess I've riled you a bit, added the Yankee wonderingly.
'Davy, he said, trembling. Then with a sudden movement he whipped the door to behind him, and shut it close. 'Whist! he said, putting his old finger to his lip. 'T' servant's just settlin her i' t' kitchen. She's noa ready yet she's been terr'ble bad th' neet. Coom yo here. And he descended the steps with infinite care, and led David to the wood-shed.
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