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Both she and Frances were listening eagerly to this romantic story. Their wildest flights of imagination concerning Miss Connie fell short of the truth, if this was truth. "I don't know, Miss, I don't know," said Mrs. Trott doubtfully. "Turn the young leddy's boots, Bess, don't ye scent the smell o' scorchin'? 'Tis hard on the poor fellow.
Williamson; and away went the chaise, at the rate of fourteen miles an hour, with Mr. Alexander Trott and Miss Julia Manners carefully shut up in the inside. Mr. Alexander Trott remained coiled up in one corner of the chaise, and his mysterious companion in the other, for the first two or three miles; Mr.
The many attempts made to defeat their measures were also evidences of his fidelity to their Lordships, and firmness in support of their government. He indeed differed with Trott and Rhett, the two favourites of the Proprietors, and perhaps to this, among other causes, the neglect with which he was treated by their Lordships may be ascribed.
So the bluff, imperious, soft-hearted captain issued an ukase commanding silence on the subject; and silence was observed, not in the least because Rosamond Duncombe or Susan Trott were afraid of him, but because Rosamond loved her father, and Susan Trott respected her master too much to disobey his lightest wish.
At the election of assembly in Charlestown, Trott and Rhett, who formerly had such influence and sway, were now become so obnoxious that they could not bring one man into the house.
Most pretious Alamode, Monsir Device! De. I blesse my lipps with your white handes. Lady. You come to take your leave as knowing by instinct wee have but halfe an hour to stay. Sis. Wee are for the Countrey as fast as your Flanders mares will trott, sir. De. That's a Solecisme till the Court remove; are you afraid of the small pox? Sis. The less the better for a gentlewoman. De.
‘Lord—lordship?’ ejaculated Trott again, falling back a step or two, and gazing, in unutterable wonder, on the countenance of the mayor. ‘Ha-ha! I see, my lord—practising the madman?—very good indeed—very vacant look—capital, my lord, capital—good evening, Mr.—Trott—ha! ha! ha!’ ‘That mayor’s decidedly drunk,’ soliloquised Mr.
‘You’d better be quiet, young feller,’ remarked the boots, going through a threatening piece of pantomime with the stick. ‘Or mad!’ said Mr. Trott, rather alarmed. ‘Leave the room, sir, and tell them to send somebody else.’ ‘Won’t do!’ replied the boots. ‘Leave the room!’ shouted Trott, ringing the bell violently: for he began to be alarmed on a new score.
"How is this?" said Deacon Trott, examining it carefully, in the expectation of finding it as worthless as the rest of his colleague's treasure. "Why, upon my word, this seems to be a real diamond, and of the purest water. Whence could it have come?" "Really, I cannot tell," quoth Deacon Tilton, "for my spectacles were so misty that all faces looked alike.
He rang the bell one day, and walked into the garden, and from the garden into the house, with the air of a man who had just come home from a morning's walk, much to the astonishment of Susan Trott, who admitted him, and who stared at him with eyes opened to their widest extent, as he strode hurriedly past her. He went straight into the parlour he had been accustomed to sit in.
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