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Titmarsh," and I start and murmur an ejaculation of respectful surprise, as I recognize no less a person than the Right Honorable the Countess of Knightsbridge, taking her tea, breaking up little bits of toast with her slim fingers, and sitting between a Belgian horse-dealer and a German violoncello-player who has a conge after the opera like any other mortal.
"Meantime you must gett into more comfortable lodgings, and lett my bedd be warmed every night, and of rainy days have a fire in the grate: and let Mrs. Titmarsh look up my blue silk dress, and turn it against I come; and there is my purple spencer she can have for herself; and I hope she does not wear those three splendid gowns you gave her, but keep them until better times.
I don't know whether you will remember me: my name is Tiptoff. I have brought you a note from Mrs. Titmarsh, and a message from my wife, who sincerely commiserates your loss, and begs you will not be uneasy at Mrs. Titmarsh's absence.
At this they all began to laugh; and my Lord said, rather haughtily "Depend upon it, Mr. Titmarsh, that Lady Drum is no more your cousin than she is the cousin of your friend Mr. Hoskinson." "Hoskins, my Lord and so I told Gus; but you see he is very fond of me, and will have it that I am related to Lady D.: and say what I will to the contrary, tells the story everywhere.
She has been good enough to promise to pass the night with Lady Tiptoff; and I am sure you will not object to her being away from you, while she is giving happiness to a sick mother and a sick child." After a few more words, my Lord left us. My wife's note only said that Mrs. Stokes would tell me all. "Mrs. Titmarsh, ma'am," says Mrs.
Now I had to fire at the whole Rookery; and off I went, primed and loaded, sir, primed and loaded. "It was past eight when I arrived, and I saw, after I passed the lodge- gates, a figure that I knew, walking in the shrubbery that of your respected aunt, sir: but I wished to meet the amiable ladies of the house before I saw her; because look, friend Titmarsh, I saw by Mrs.
And oh, Miss Fanny, all of this I endure, like an old fool, for an occasional sight of your bright eyes and rosy face! "We hope to see you in town, Mr. Titmarsh." Foolish mockery!
"He is very stupid," said Fanny; "and all that I adore is intellect, dear Mr. Titmarsh." "But why is he on board?" said I, with a fin sourire. "Why is he on board? Why is everybody on board? How do we meet? "Eh! he may be fascinated by a pair of blue eyes, Miss Fanny! Others have been so," I said. "Don't be cruel to a poor girl, you wicked, satirical creature," she said.
I, for instance, have just been appointed over the heads of our gents, to a much better place than I held. I am asked down here, and entertained royally: and why? Because my aunt has three thousand pounds which Mr. Brough wants her to invest with us." "That looks awkward, Mr. Titmarsh." "Not a whit, sir: he makes no disguise of the matter.
It is evident that he had need of that fortifier and refresher. He puts down the beaker and says, "How are you, Titmarsh? I was SO cut last night. My eyes, wasn't I! Not in the least: that's all." It is the youthful descendant and heir of an ancient line: the noble Earl of Grimsby's son, Viscount Talboys. He is travelling with the Rev.
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