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Updated: May 25, 2025
He's the only politician I can get up any real enthusiasm for. He's so many-sided. I saw him yesterday at a Bond Street show looking at caricatures of himself and all his dearest friends. 'Really. How did he take the sacrilege? 'Oh, he was immensely amused at the fellow's impudence. You see, Stonor could understand the art of the thing as well as the fun the fierce economy of line
Despite the menace of 'the irrelevant' dotting the lawn immediately outside the windows, the little group on the farther side of the hall still stood there talking in low tones with the sense of intimacy which belongs to a family party. Jean had slipped her arm in her uncle's, and was smiling at Stonor
For Lady John let drop one or two good-natured phrases what he had done, his hero-worship, his mother had been a Betham Yes, he was one of the Farnboroughs of Moore Abbey. Though Stonor made no comment beyond a dry, 'The staple product of this country, young men like that! it appeared later that Lady John's good offices in favour of a probable nephew-in-law had not been invoked in vain.
'Said that, did he? Stonor spoke half under his breath. 'Yes. Defeat is inevitable, he thinks, unless Farnborough waited, intently watching the big figure that had begun pacing back and forth. It paused, but no word came, even the eyes were not raised. 'Unless, Farnborough went on, 'you can manufacture some political dynamite within the next few hours. Those were his words.
Neither of the two ladies in their all-enveloping veils was easily recognizable, still less the be-goggled countenance of the Hon. Geoffrey Stonor. When he took off his motor glasses, he did not turn down his dust collar. He even pulled farther over his eyes the peak of his linen cap.
They swarmed in Hermione Heriot and Paul Filey appearing for the first time since church they overflowed into the Hall, while Jean Dunbarton, with artless enthusiasm, was demanding of Miss Levering if the reason she knew Mr. Stonor was that she had been hearing him speak. 'Yes, the lady met his eyes, 'I was visiting some relations near Dutfield. They took me to hear you.
Breathless, the girl answered, 'He motored me down. 'Geoffrey Stonor? She nodded, beaming. 'Why, where is he then? 'He dropped me at the end of the avenue, and went on to see a supporter about something. 'You let him go off like that! Lord John reproached her. 'Without ever Lady John interrupted herself to take Jean's two hands in hers. 'Just tell me, my child, is it all right?
Let him help them. Let him be a Friend to Women. 'I understand! Jean rose up, wide-eyed. 'Yes, that too. The door had opened, and Lady John was coming in with Stonor towering beside her. When he saw the girl rising from her knees, he turned to Lady John with a little gesture of, 'What did I tell you?
He looked back dismally over his shoulder, and as I slipped behind one of the little wooden tables, I nodded to him. On the other side of the fire, imposingly calm and large, sat Mr. Stonor, jammed tight into a capacious Windsor armchair. There was nothing small about him but his short, white side-whiskers.
'Really? said Miss Levering. 'I hadn't heard 'She is rather bad, I'm afraid. We are taking over another of her guests. Of course you know him Geoffrey Stonor. 'Taking him over? Miss Levering repeated. 'Yes; he was originally going to Bishopsmead this week-end, but as he's been promising for ages to come here, it's been arranged that we should take him off their hands.
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