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Updated: June 20, 2025
Roger of Wendover says that in Lesser Brittany and Normandy, in 1062, there was seen a female monster, consisting of two women joined about the umbilicus and fused into a single lower extremity. They took their food by two mouths but expelled it at a single orifice. At one time, one of the women laughed, feasted, and talked, while the other wept, fasted, and kept a religious silence.
Wendover his tea, and offered the cake and fruit, which always accompanied the meal at the Homestead.
After a pause he said, feeling desperately, however, that the suggestion was not likely to improve matters, 'If I were to take all the trouble and all the expense off your hands, Mr. Wendover would it be impossible for you to authorize me to make one or two alterations most urgently necessary for the improvement of the Mile End cottages? The Squire burst into an angry laugh.
Wendover's social gifts, and talked of him afterwards as a talented young man. So far Mr. Wendover had taken the goods the gods provided with a placid acceptance, and had shown no avidity for independence.
Under these circumstances it was trying to behold Mr. Wendover laying himself, as it were, at the feet of a poor dependent and hanger-on of his family, merely because that young person happened to be handsome.
Then still controlling himself rigidly, his eyes fixed on the shadowy face of his wife, his ear catching her quick uneven breath, he went once more through the dismal history of the last few months, dwelling on his state of thought before the intimacy with Mr. Wendover began, on his first attempts to escape the Squire's influence, on his gradual pitiful surrender.
Wendover, Robert said, speaking under a quick sense of oppression, but with his usual dignity and bright courtesy. 'I know your opinions, of course, from your books; you know what mine, as an honest man, must be, from the position I hold.
At the end of it, after he had been conscious for many bitter moments of that same constriction of heart which had overtaken him once before at Mr. Wendover's hands, the religious passion in Elsmere once more rose with sudden stubborn energy against the iron negations pressed upon it. 'I will not fight you any more, Mr. Wendover, he said, with his moved, flashing look.
'You must remember where we were in a public place, with very little room for throwing! Mr. Wendover exclaimed. 'Ah, so far from blaming you she says your behaviour was perfect. It's only I who want to have it out with you, Lady Davenant pursued. 'She's so clever, so charming, so good and so unhappy. 'When I said just now she was strange, I meant only in the way she turned against me.
Look at the title-page; you will find Gabriel Harvey's name on it. Here is a first edition of "Astrophol and Stella," another of the Arcadia. They may very well be presentation copies, for the Wendover of that day is known to have been a wit and a writer. Imagine finding them in situ like this in the same room, perhaps on the same shelves, as at the beginning!
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