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Updated: May 25, 2025
The note of pride in the last words is as engaging as the impatience of the harassed male faced with the choosing of girdles. Even more charming is the letter which he wrote the same day to Sir William Stonor. He is a little incoherent with joy and gratitude, full of regrets that business keeps him from Stonor and good wishes for the health of the family. 'I fare like a sorry piper, he says.
'Oh, wherever there are two or three gathered together talking politics and "the coming man" who has such a frightful lot in him that very little ever comes out it's sure to be Geoffrey Stonor they mean, isn't it, Joey? 'Perhaps, said her father, dryly, 'you'll just mention that to him at dinner to-night. 'What! said Farnborough, with a keen look in his eyes. 'You don't mean he's coming here!
What nonsense are you talking? said Lady John. 'Is it premonition of death, or don't you like us any more? laughed her husband. The little group trailed across the great room, escorting the guest to the front door, Lady John leading the way. As they passed, Geoffrey Stonor was obviously not listening very attentively to Jean's enthusiastic explanation of her plan for the afternoon.
'One of the most interesting things about our coming back will be to watch Stonor, said Farnborough. 'After all, they said he did very well with his Under Secretaryship under the last Government, didn't they? Again Lady John appealed to the two elder men. 'Oh, yes, said Borrodaile. 'Oh, yes.
Miss Ernestine had meanwhile been catapulting into election issues with all the fervour of a hot-gospeller. 'What outrageous things she says about important people people she ought to respect and be rather afraid of, objected Jean, rather scandalized. 'Impudent little baggage! said Stonor.
With raised finger she turned to say 'Sh! The servant stood silently waiting, while she went back to the door she had left open and with an air of caution closed it. When she turned round again the butler had stepped aside to admit Mr. Stonor. He came in with a quick impatient step; but before he had time to get a word out 'Speak low, please, the girl said.
'Let it alone? Lord John burst out again. 'I should think so indeed! 'Yes, laughed Stonor, 'only it's a device that's somewhat worn. 'Still, Lord John put on a Macchiavellian air that sat rather incongruously on his honest English face, 'Still, if they think they're getting a future Cabinet Minister on their side 'It will be sufficiently embarrassing for the Cabinet Minister.
As the editor of the Stonor Letters remarks, 'The sincerity and honesty of Betson's character as revealed in his letters, forbids one to suppose that he was to blame. The stapler, who would make a good livelihood, must do two things, and give his best attention to both of them: first, he must buy his wool from the English grower, then he must sell it to the foreign buyer.
'Well, your agent says as much. He pulled off the orange-brown envelope, threw it and the reply-paid form on the table, and held the message under the eyes of the obviously surprised gentleman in front of him. 'My agent! Stonor had echoed with faint incredulity. He took the telegram. "Try find Stonor," he read. 'H'm! H'm! His eyes ran on.
Stonor looked up, and, to Jean's obvious relief, refrained from snubbing the irrepressible Farnborough. 'I don't know what they say began Stonor. 'Oh, I do! Farnborough interrupted. 'They're not for anybody. They're simply agin the Government. 'Whatever they say, they're all Socialists. Lord John gave a snort. 'No, said Farnborough, with cool audacity. 'It only looks like that.
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