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Then she remembered that she could not reach many, she could not do much; and she came into school and took her seat at last with a concentrated desire to do at least something effectual towards rescuing Sarah Staples from her miserable circumstances. After the lesson was done and the scholars were dismissed, Matilda asked Mr. Wharncliffe if she could speak to him?
'Very sorry, Madame, he began in his high cracked voice, 'but Wharncliffe and I are off to the New Club to see Desforéts. They have got her there to-night. 'Go, she said, waving her hand to him, 'I don't envy you. She is not what she was. 'No, there is only one person, he said, bowing with grotesque little airs of gallantry, 'for whom time stands still.
The tenue of a dandy was never more cleverly used to mask the schemes of a Disraeli or the hard ambition of a Talleyrand than in Master Frederick Wharncliffe, who was in reality going up the ladder hand over hand, and meant very soon to be on the top rungs. It was a curious party, typical of the house, and of a certain stratum of London.
Now this sounds well enough, but it is a long way from the truth, and I Sydney Wharncliffe, of the Inner Temple, Barrister-at-law desire, while the past few years are fresh in my mind, to write a true version of my friend's career. Everyone knows his face.
Part of his examination may be neglected, because it is based upon the misconception that Lord Wharncliffe, Lady Mary's greatgrandson, and not Lady Stuart, her granddaughter, was the writer of the foregoing account. But as a set-off to the extreme destitution alleged, Mr. Keightley very justly observes that Mrs.
But the next Sunday had a new joy for her. Mr. Wharncliffe informed her after school-time, that he had found a lodging which he thought would do nicely for her poor friends. All Matilda's troubles fled away like mist before the sun, and her face lighted up as if the very sun itself had been shining into it. Mr. Wharncliffe went on to tell her about the lodging.
He skipped over an interval of ten years, represented on the page by ten laboriously made stars, and did for his hero in the following lines: "And now, reader, let us come into Mondisfield churchyard. There are three tombstones. On one is written, 'Mr. Paul Wharncliffe." The story was no better than the productions of most eight-year-old children, the written story at least.
"No, I believe not much, but I wish to know where he is, to write to him; could you find out?" I told her where we had met him, and what had passed. "That was Lady Auburn's," replied she; "he is often there she is our cousin but I don't know where he lives, and how to find him I know not. His name is William Wharncliffe. Do you think you could find him out?"
"Then it is all over for the present," said I, throwing myself back in the carriage; and I continued in a melancholy humour until Mr Wharncliffe, who had business in the city, put me down as near as the carriage went to the house of Mr Drummond. I found Sarah, who was the depository of all my thoughts, pains, and pleasures, and I communicated to her this episode in the history of young Tom.
"It made me very uncomfortable to see Sarah in that place," she said; "and to think of her in it." "A third sort of kindness," Mr. Wharncliffe went on smiling, "is done because people love the Lord Jesus, and so love all whom he loves, and like to do the work he wants done." "But it makes them feel badly to see people suffering?" said Matilda. "Undoubtedly. They are the tenderest of all.
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