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Updated: July 21, 2025
"Doctor's study d'rectly you come in that's the orders," replied old Thomas, motioning towards the stairs at the end of the passage which led up into the Doctor's house; and the boys turned ruefully down it, not cheered by the old verger's muttered remark, "What a pickle they boys be in!"
Will you have the goodness to tell your friends to leave that organ alone? Elfie, hearing voices, now turned round and left her seat at once. Clare was not trying to soothe the old lady, but rather seemed to enjoy her irascibility. 'No, madam, we are not tourists. Are you the verger's wife? You must excuse my ignorance, but we are strangers in this part.
'But don't cry, Poppy, said Jack, as she burst into tears, 'we'll soon make them hear; the verger sits on that bench close by. Jack hammered with his fists on the door, and the sound echoed through the hollow building. Then the three children waited, and listened, hoping to hear the verger's footsteps approaching the door.
What comes after 'wilt thou take this woman'? CAPT. M, You go for the ring. R'clect it'll be on the top of my right-hand little ringer, and just be careful how you draw it off, because I shall have the Verger's fees somewhere in my glove. Come along! It's past twelve and I haven't seen Her since yesterday evening. Look here, does She come up the aisle on my arm, or how?
Marshal represented to them the whole affair, and the verger's prejudices, in a humorous light, they joined in the good-natured laugh, and O'Neill declared that, for his part, he was ready to forgive and to forget every thing, if he could but see Miss Phoebe in the Limerick gloves. Phosbe appeared the next day, at Mr.
They parted, reluctantly, lingeringly, the one from the other; but whoever had drawn back the bolts did not open the door, and soon they heard the sounds of heavy, shuffling feet moving slowly away. "I expect it's Mrs. Bent, the verger's wife," said Rose, in a low, trembling voice. Jervis looked at her. There was a mute, and at once imperious and imploring demand in his eyes.
Neither did she tell them that little Jean, the Verger's son, was one of that heroic band. These sorrows she bore in her own breast, but she never passed near the Cathedral after that terrible night.
Hill, with a significant look at Phoebe, remarked that it was no proper time to talk or think of good men, or bad men, or Irishmen, or any men, especially for a verger's daughter. We pass over in silence the many conjectures that were made by several of the congregation, concerning the reason why Miss Phoebe Hill should appear in such a shameful shabby pair of gloves on a Sunday.
Marshal represented to them the whole affair, and the verger's prejudices, in a humorous light, they joined in the good-natured laugh; and O'Neill declared that, for his part, he was ready to forgive and to forget everything if he could but see Miss Phoebe in the Limerick gloves. Phoebe appeared the next day, at Mr.
Soper, as the verger's widow indeed she was that! was called. "Shall you mind if we stay a good while in the garden, Mrs. Soper? It's so delightful there. Will it bother you?" "Most pleased, ma'am! I couldn't wish for anything else. You do hear the chimes most beautiful from there. But it's very damp. That we must allow." "Are you afraid of the damp, Father?" "Not a bit."
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