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"No, no," said Mr Shorter, laughing, "we provide them ourselves. They don't belong to Captain Fraser." "What the deuce does all this mean?" I almost screamed. "Are you all in an infernal nightmare? Why should Mr Shorter's bald head belong to Captain Fraser? How could it? What the deuce has Captain Fraser to do with the affair? What is the matter with him? You dined with him, Basil."
"See here, old man," said Trixton Brent, "I'm not a real estate dealer or an architect, but if I were in your place I'd take that carriage and hustle over to Jerry Shorter's as fast as I could and sign the lease." Howard looked at him in some surprise, as one who had learned that Trixton Brent's opinions were usually worth listening to. Characteristically, he did not like to display his ignorance.
To save the daughter from being sent to a state institution the mother provided funds sufficient for her care at Doctor Shorter's sanitarium, an establishment of unimpeachable reputation, and she accordingly was taken there in proper custody, as you yourself are aware.
Shorter's brown eyes, which became very wide and serious, too. But all the time it seemed to her that other parts of him were laughing. "Husbands," he declared, "are kill-joys. What have they got to do with a house except to sleep in it? Now I haven't the pleasure of knowing you as well as I hope to one of these days, Mrs. Spence " "Oh, I say!" interrupted Mr. Cuthbert.
You make the mistake of thinking that because you have no ideals, other people haven't. I hope Howard hasn't said he'd take the house. He's gone off somewhere, and I haven't been able to see him." Trixton Brent looked at her queerly. "After that last manoeuvre of yours," he said, "it was all I could do to prevent him from rushing over to Jerry Shorter's and signing the lease." She did not reply.
"The people behaved splendidly! Miss Shorter's behaviour I consider simply noble! Do you know what she did? Refused to buy anything at all, my deahs, until every one else had chosen, and then went about buying up all the old rubbish which no one would have. It would have made you weep to see her collection of atrocities, and the old dear beamed away as if she were quite delighted.
Shorter's brown eyes, which became very wide and serious, too. But all the time it seemed to her that other parts of him were laughing. "Husbands," he declared, "are kill-joys. What have they got to do with a house except to sleep in it? Now I haven't the pleasure of knowing you as well as I hope to one of these days, Mrs. Spence " "Oh, I say!" interrupted Mr. Cuthbert.
Some of the modern inventions we deem most marvellous have been fitted for ages to man and woman. Woman, particularly, possesses for instance a kind of submarine bell; and, if she listens, she can at times hear it tinkling faintly. And the following morning, Wednesday, Honora heard hers when she received an invitation to lunch at Mrs. Shorter's. After a struggle, she refused, but Mrs.
Shorter's collection cannot stand beside the best in Charlotte's editions of 1846 and 1850, many of them reveal an aspect of Emily Brontë's genius hitherto unknown and undreamed of; one or two even reveal a little more of the soul of Emily Brontë than has yet been known. There are no doubt many reasons for the world's indifference.
Clement Shorter's suggestion that if he had come back from Bombay she would have married him. But Joe or James, it is all one to Mrs. Oliphant, with her theory of Charlotte Brontë. "For her and her class, which did not speak of it, everything depended upon whether the women married or did not marry. Their thoughts were thus artificially fixed to one point in the horizon."
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