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Lowell is another memory of these early London days. My first sight of him was at Mr. and Mrs. Westlake's house in a temper! For some one had imprudently talked of "Yankeeisms," perhaps with some "superior" intonation. And Mr. Lowell the Lowell of A Certain Condescension in Foreigners had flashed out: "It's you English who don't know your own language and your own literary history.

It was gently worded, and the shrewder for it. The mark of the book, if not a disfigurement, was a characteristic of Westlake's fashion of speech. Whitmonby nodded twice, for signification of a palpable hit in that bout; and he noted within him the foolishness of obtruding the remotest allusion to our personality when crossing the foils with a woman.

Turner opined that it was, the while delving into Mr. Westlake's mental workshop and finding it completely devoid of tools, patterns or lumber. "The girls are just going to take me over to bowl," Mr. Turner ventured desperately after a while. "Do you bowl very much?" "Oh, I usually fill in," stated Mr. Westlake; "but really, I'm a very poor hand at it.

To Westlake, the unwritten No was conveyed in a series of kindly ironic subterfuges, that, played it like an impish flea across the pages, just giving the bloom of the word; and rich smiles come to Emma's life in reading the dexterous composition: which, however, proved so thoroughly to Westlake's taste, that a second and a third exercise in the comedy of the negative had to be despatched to him from Copsley.

Westlake's satisfaction. Cheerful news concerning his friends always put him in the best of spirits. He shook his head, laughing. 'Come, come, Mutimer, this'll never do! I'm not sure that we shall not have to consider your expulsion from the Union. Richard went on to mention the matters of legal routine in which he hoped Mr. Westlake would serve him. These having been settled

She said marsh pulp without an instant's hesitation. "I think it's good myself," agreed Sam; "that is, if I can keep hold of it." Inwardly he added, "And if I can keep old Westlake's clutches off." She laughed lightly. "Papa mentioned that very thing," she informed him. "I don't think I quite understand what control of stock means, although I've had papa explain it to me.

Of enthusiasts in the true sense none could be discerned. It needed but a glance over this assembly to understand how very theoretical were the convictions that had brought its members together. Mr. Westlake's address was interesting, very interesting; he had prepared it with much care, and its literary qualities were admired when subsequently it saw the light in one of the leading periodicals.

Her voice was quite steady through this explanation. The surprise seemed to have enabled her to regard him unmoved, almost with curiosity. 'I suppose he's constantly there at the Westlakes'? 'That was his first visit. We met him a few evenings before at the Boscobels', at dinner. It was then he made Mrs. Westlake's acquaintance. Mutimer moved his head as if to signify indifference.

Saturday all the girls chipped in and hired a big sleigh and a laughing crew of ten had what they thought the merriest time of their lives. Just as they were getting out Louie Howe caught her skirt on something and there was a tear. "Oh, girls! My best Sunday skirt! And we some of us are invited to Mrs. Westlake's to dinner, and she goes away on Monday. Oh, I wonder if Mrs.

She looked at him inquiringly. 'Theirs isn't the kind of Socialism I care much about, he continued, with the air of giving a solid reason. 'It seems to me that Westlake's going off on a road of his own, and one that leads nowhere. All that twaddle to-day about the development of society! I don't think he spoke of me as he might have done.

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