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"This gentleman is my Lord Twemlow's chaplain, whom he sends to exhort you, requesting you to have the civility to hear him." "Exhort be damned, and Twemlow be damned too!" cried Sir Jeoffry, who had a great quarrel with his lordship and hated him bitterly. "What does the canting fool mean?" "Sir," faltered the poor message-bearer, "his lordship hath hath been concerned having heard "
If it will be any pleasure to you, I will see him, and do what I can for him. What has he done, my dear, and what can I do for him?" "He has fallen into black disgrace, and his only desire is to redeem it by dying for his country. His own father has refused to see him, although he was mainly the cause of it; and his mother, who was Erle Twemlow's nurse, is almost out of her mind with grief.
You must expect no leniency here. You must pay in full, and you cannot pay too promptly, or you will be put to heavy charges. Trust nothing to me, sir. Money, money, money. When he had said these words in an emphatic manner, he acknowledged Mr Twemlow's still polite motion of his head, and that amiable little worthy took his departure in the lowest spirits.
Mrs Lammle had taken up her parasol from a side table, and stood sketching with it on the pattern of the damask cloth, as she had sketched on the pattern of Mr Twemlow's papered wall. 'You will not undeceive her I hope, Mr Boffin? she said, turning her head towards him, but not her eyes. 'No, said Mr Boffin.
The Court objects for two reasons. First, because the Court don't think it fair. A very remarkable wavering between two bearings between her propitiatory bearing there, and her defiant bearing at Mr Twemlow's was observable on the part of Mrs Lammle as she said: 'What does the Court not consider fair?
I have them all now in the hollow of my hand, and a thorough good crumpling is prepared for them. The first house to burn shall be Zebedee Tugwell's, that conceited old dolt of a fishing fellow, who gives me a nod of suspicion, instead of pulling off his dirty hat to me. Then we blow up the church, and old Twemlow's house, and the Admiral's, when we have done with it.
'My fault entirely, said Twemlow's voice. 'By the way, I guess I can see you at your office one day soon? 'Yes, certainly, John answered with false glib lightness. 'What about? Some business? 'Well, yes business, drawled Twemlow.
Twemlow's heart fell when the sailor was gone, quite as if he had lost his own mainstay; but he braced himself up to the heavy duty of imparting sad news to his wife and daughter, and worst of all to Faith Darling. But the latter surprised him by the way in which she bore it; for while she made no pretence to hide her tears, she was speaking as if they were needless.
'Now, grumbler, retorted the intrepid child, putting her gloved hand suddenly over her father's mouth; Stanway submitted. The picture of the two in this delicious momentary contact remained long in Twemlow's mind; and he thought that Stanway could not be such a brute after all.
Sometimes it is more than I can bear, to live on in this dark and most dreadful uncertainty. My medical man has forbidden me to speak of it. But how can he know what it is to be a mother? But hush! Or darling Faith may hear me. Sometimes I lose all self-command." Mrs. Twemlow's eyes were in need of wiping, and stout Mrs. Stubbard's in the same condition.
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