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Or shall we get done with the terrestrial first? What do you say? I hope you are going to make Miss Stanfield the queen, Mrs. Sandford; she has done one part so well that I should like to see her in another." "Why, you are going to be Ahasuerus yourself!" said the lady.
"Portia will be easy," said Preston, looking round the room. "Who is to be Portia?" "Theresa Stanfield, I believe." "That will do very well, I should think. She is fair suppose we dress her in this purple brocade." "Was Portia married in purple?" said Preston. Mrs. Sandford laughed a good deal. "Well" she said "white if you like; but Theresa will look most like Portia if she wears this brocade.
Stanfield sprang upon him, plunged his knife into his throat, and allayed his raging hunger by drinking his blood: A fire was instantly kindled beside the carcass, when the two hunters cooked, and ate again and again, until, perfectly gorged, they sank to sleep before their hunting fire.
And so at last it came to be arranged that Anthony should leave for Lancashire at the end of July; and that after his departure Stanfield should be served occasionally by the priest who lived on the outskirts of Tonbridge; but the daily mass would have to cease, and that was a sore trouble to Mr. Buxton.
Crupp, Trotwood Copperfield found his lodgings when he began his new life with Spenlow and Jorkins. These chambers, once the home of Clarkson Stanfield, and since of Mr. William Black and of Dr. B. E. Martin, became, in later days, very familiar to The Boy, and still are haunted by the great crowd of the ghosts of the past.
It was so incomprehensible, how Theresa Stanfield could ever bring her merry, arch face, into the grave proud endurance of the deposed French queen; it was so puzzling to imagine Hamilton Rush, a fine, good-humoured fellow, something older than Preston, transformed into the grand and awful figure of Ahasuerus; and Nora was so eager to know what part she could take; and Mrs.
There were no visitors at Melbourne House now except Mrs. Gary and her children; but that brought the home party up to seven. Dr. Sandford was going, of course. Then some other neighbours. Mrs. Stanfield had promised to go, with her little daughter Ella and her older daughter Theresa. Mrs. Fish was coming from another quarter of the country, with her children, Alexander and Frederica. Mr.
It is superfluous to record that the painter of "The Battle of Trafalgar", of the "Victory being towed into Gibraltar with the body of Nelson on Board", of "The Morning after the Wreck", of "The Abandoned", of fifty more such works, died in his seventy-fourth year, "Mr." Stanfield. He was an Englishman. Those grand pictures will proclaim his powers while paint and canvas last.
The Fish's were getting on board their little vessel, which was moved by oars alone. "Mrs. Stanfield, you had better come with us," Mr. Randolph said. "There is plenty of room. Your boat is too small. You would find it unpleasantly rough in mid-channel." "Oh, is it rough?" exclaimed the lady. "For your little row-boat I am afraid you would find it so.
"Daisy," Nora whispered, "are you afraid?" "No." "Your father says it is rough." "He knows how to manage the boat," said Daisy. "It isn't rough, I don't believe," said Ella Stanfield. "It isn't rough now." "I wish we were at the other side," said Nora. "Oh, Nora, I think it is nice," said Daisy. "How bright the moonlight is! Look! all over the river there is a broad strip.
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