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The expense of the postage afflicted him; but "women always cost a dozen to our one," he remarked. On his way to the City, he had to decide whether he would go to the Bank, or take the train leading to Wrexby. He chose the latter course, until, feeling that he was about to embark in a serious undertaking, he said to himself, "No! duty first;" and postponed the expedition for the day following.
Your sensational beings must keep a strong and a good flow of blood in their veins to be always on a level with the occasion which they provoke. He remembered wonderingly that he had used to be easy in gait and ready of wit when walking from Queen Anne's Farm to Wrexby village church. Why was he a different creature now? He could not answer the question.
Sit in your chair, and don't ever you, or any of you cross my path; and speak a word to your servants before we're out of the house, and I stand in the hall and give 'em your son's history, and make Wrexby stink in your nostril, till you're glad enough to fly out of it. Now, Mr. Fleming, there's no more to be done here; the game lies elsewhere."
Fleming mentioned the gossips down at Wrexby," said Robert: "are they very bad down there?" "Not worse than in other villages," said Rhoda. "They have not been unkind. They have spoken about us, but not unkindly I mean, not spitefully." "And you forgive them?" "I do: they cannot hurt us now." Robert was but striving to master some comprehension of her character. "What are we to resolve, Rhoda?"
He is attached to a female cousin of ours, a very handsome person, witty, and highly sensible, who dresses as well as the lady you talk about having seen one day in Wrexby Church. Her lady's-maid is a Frenchwoman, which accounts for it. You have not forgotten the boulevards? "I wish you to go on with your lessons in French.
Anthony struggled, though he knew the grasp was friendly; but he was led along: nor did Robert stop until they reached Greatham, five miles beyond Wrexby, where he entered the principal inn and called for wine. "You want spirit: you want life," said Robert. Anthony knew that he wanted no wine, whatever his needs might be.
The ingenuous face of the young gentleman crimsoned. "Oh, she was well," he said. "Ha! I see there can be some attraction in your dark women." "You mean that Judith? Yes, she's a good diversion." Edward gave a two-edged response. "What train did you come up by last night?" "The last from Wrexby. That reminds me: I saw a young Judith just as I got out. She wanted a cab. I called it for her.
It was a long and confidential talk on a summer evening; and, at the end of it, Master Gammon walked into Wrexby, and paid a visit to Mr.
It was over his Port that he had quarrelled with his rector on the subject of hopeful Algernon, and the system he adopted with that young man. This incident has something to do with Rhoda's story, for it was the reason why Mrs. Lovell went to Wrexby Church, the spirit of that lady leading her to follow her own impulses, which were mostly in opposition.
They drove up to Robert's lodgings, where, since the Winter, he had been living austerely and recklessly; exiled by his sensitiveness from his two homes, Warbeach and Wrexby; and seeking over London for Dahlia a pensioner on his friend's bounty; and therein had lain the degrading misery to a man of his composition. Often had he thought of enlisting again, and getting drafted to a foreign station.
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