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This is a pretty side dish. SHELFORD PUDDING. Mix three quarters of a pound of currants or raisins, one pound of suet, a pound of flour, six eggs, some good milk, lemon peel, and a little salt. Boil it in a melon shape six hours. SHERBET. This liquor is a species of negus without the wine.
As he stood reading the note, young Langton passed him, bag in hand, with a bright and grateful face. 'Please, sir, he said, saluting him, 'thanks awfully for getting Mr. Shelford to let me off; he wouldn't have done it but for you. 'Oh, ah, said Mark, suddenly remembering his errand of mercy, 'to be sure, yes. So, he has let you off, has he? Well, I'm very glad I was of use to you, Langton.
My hopes, however, have been a little damped by something which I heard last week through a friend, who seemed to have received an impression that you had gained a high distinction among the young gentlemen at Shelford by the loudness and vehemence of your tones.
But he was vaguely conscious that he was not the same Mark Ashburn who had parted from old Shelford not an hour ago in the street there; he was a man with a new hope in his breast, and it might be a new fear, but the hope was near and bright, the fear shadowy and remote as yet: he had only to keep his own counsel and be patient for a while, and the course of events would assuredly bring him the stake he had played so high for.
Langton? the little scamp who said he called me "Prawn," but not "Shellfish," the impident fellow! How's he getting on, hey? said Mr. Shelford to Mark one day about this time. Mark replied that the boy had left his form now, but that he heard he was doing well, and had begun to acquire the graceful art of verse-making. 'Verse-making? ay, ay; is he indeed?
'I did lay a little thing of my own, a sort of allegorical Christmas piece a masque, don't you know before the Doctor and the Speeches Committee, but I haven't heard anything definite yet. 'Oh, perhaps I'm premature, said Mr. Shelford; 'perhaps I'm premature. 'Do you mind telling me if you've heard anything said about it? asked Mark, thoroughly interested.
Every night when I lie down I reflect that another day is cut off from the tiresome time of absence. Your affectionate son, Shelford: April 26 1813. My dear Papa, Since I have given you a detail of weekly duties, I hope you will be pleased to be informed of my Sunday's occupations. It is quite a day of rest here, and I really look to it with pleasure through the whole of the week.
Shelford, catching him, but not ungently, by the ear. "Prawn," eh? "Prawn"; hear that, Ashburn? Perhaps you wouldn't mind telling me why "Prawn"?
They would be sure to take me for a government official. Hose instead advised me to go up a small unexplored branch river below Sibu, so as the launch was returning to Sibu I determined to return in her, leaving Hose and Shelford at Kapit.
'Well, I'll take your word for it, whatever that's worth, and he tore up the compromising paper. 'Run off home to your tea, and don't bother me any more. Langton escaped, full of an awed joy at his wonderful escape, and old Mr. Shelford locked his desk, got out the big hook-nosed umbrella, which had contracted a strong resemblance to himself, and went too.
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