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So I asked her, she being a stranger to me, what she had to say to me? She said she was afraid she should be damned. I asked her the cause of those fears. She told me that she had, some time since, lived with a shopkeeper at Wellingborough, and had robbed his box in the shop several times of money, and pray, says she, tell me what I shall do?
Smoky old Liverpool, with all its pitch and tar was now far behind; nothing in sight but open meadows and fields. Come, Wellingborough, why not push on for London? Hurra! what say you? let's have a peep at St. Paul's I Don't you want to see the queen? Have you no longing to behold the duke? Think of Westminster Abbey, and the Tunnel under the Thames! Think of Hyde Park, and the ladies!
What's your name, Pillgarlic?" "Redburn," said I. "A pretty handle to a man, that; scorch you to take hold of it; haven't you got any other?" "Wellingborough," said I. "Worse yet. Who had the baptizing of ye? Why didn't they call you Jack, or Jill, or something short and handy. But I'll baptize you over again. D'ye hear, sir, henceforth your name is Buttons.
But presently some one cried out "There she blows! whales! whales close alongside!" A whale! Think of it! whales close to me, Wellingborough; would my own brother believe it? I dropt the clapper as if it were red-hot, and rushed to the side; and there, dimly floating, lay four or five long, black snaky-looking shapes, only a few inches out of the water. Can these be whales?
Here, now, oh, Wellingborough, thought I, learn a lesson, and never forget it. This world, my boy, is a moving world; its Riddough's Hotels are forever being pulled down; it never stands still; and its sands are forever shifting. Guide-books, Wellingborough, are the least reliable books in all literature; and nearly all literature, in one sense, is made up of guide-books.
Once, in another letter, she gives us a beautiful bit of her own soul's experience on this subject: 'I had such a view of His love and faithfulness on the journey from Wellingborough, that I thought I would never doubt again about anything. I had the carriage to myself, and such a precious season with the Lord, that the time seemed to fly.
Great Harrowden, near Wellingborough, the ancient seat of the Vaux family, was another notorious sanctuary for persecuted recusants. Gerard spent much of his time here in apartments specially constructed for his use, and upon more than one occasion had to have recourse to the hiding-places.
"Wellingborough," he added, marching up to me slowly, but with his eyes blazing into mine "Wellingborough" and fumbling in his breast-pocket, he drew forth a dirk "Here, Wellingborough, take it take it, I say are you stupid?-there, there" and he pushed it into my hands. "Keep it away from me keep it out of my sight I don't want it near me, while I feel as I do.
She could not have been mistaken about the brown man's interest in her, for the Duchess of Wellingborough had specially noticed it. She wondered who he was, whether he really had brought introductions, where he was staying, whether he would presently appear in her set. His brown eyes were gentle and yet enterprising.
But the longing for warmth would not leave her. Winter was terrible to her, would always be terrible. How the Duchess of Wellingborough was laughing! Her broad shoulders shook. She threw up her chin and showed her white teeth. To her life was surely a splendid game, even in widowhood and old age. The crowd was enough for her. She fed on good stories. And so no doubt she would never go hungry.
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