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This opens new ground. I thought I was engaged to advise you. 'Certainly. But in relation to to what we've been talking about. 'H'm! In relation, you mean, to Fanny Pelly? Phoebus, what a name! I wonder if you know what you mean, Freydon! Let's assume you mean having equal regard to your own interests and those of your gin-drinking landlady's daughter. Hey? 'Well, yes.
It would probably be correct to say that the writings of Nicholas Freydon never have reached the many-headed public, whose favour gives an author's name weight in circulating libraries and among the gentlemen of 'The Trade. He had no illusions on this point, and of late years at all events cherished no dreams of fame or immortality.
Foster, the editor of the Chronicle, as I was walking down from Sussex Street to Circular Quay one evening. 'Ah, Freydon, he said; 'what an odd coincidence! I was this moment thinking of you, and of something you said last Sunday at Rawlence's. I can't use the article you sent me. It's Well, for one thing, it's rather too much like fiction; like a story, you know.
But what were you reading? The question had no point for me, and was designed merely to relieve the tension. 'Oh, your story, Mr. Freydon. It's it's too beautiful. That was what made me forget where I was, and sit on here. I just glanced at it like; and then and I couldn't leave it. Oh! And she drew up her apron and dabbed her eyes. I don't believe the poor soul possessed a handkerchief.
Freydon, you won't know yourself after takin' a bottle or two of Simpkins's Red Marvel. I agree cordially, well assured that in such a case I should not care to know myself. 'Why, there was a chap down Sydney way, Newtown I think it was he lived in, or it mighter bin Balmain. Crooil bad he was till they put him on to the Red Marvel.
I must bolt now half a dozen people waiting. You'll get the letters from my secretary, Freydon, won't you? Come and see me whenever you've got any suggestions. Always ready for suggestions, any time! His last words reached us faintly from the staircase. 'Tut, tut! said Mr. Hutchens. 'I am afraid these violent upheavals will make for a good deal of trouble; a good deal of trouble.
But I had struck the right note in that word 'indispensable. 'Oh, she's very welcome to go, for me, Mr. Freydon; and I'm sure it's very kind of you to ask her. Girls nowadays don't do so much when they are at work but what it's easy enough to spare 'em. But, haven't you got a tongue, miss? Why don't you thank Mr. Freydon? 'No, indeed, I laughed. 'The thanks are coming from me.
Take the silver, and tell the cabman to charge me! Freydon, perhaps you'd be kind enough to see this brigand and her friend to their cab, will you? I think we are all clear about that article, aren't we? Right! On your way ask Stone to come in and see me, will you? So he bowed us out, and I, in a state of most agreeable fluster, escorted the ladies to their waiting cab. 'Good-bye, Mr.
And, without doubt, I derived satisfaction from that. I can recall picturesquely vivid contrasts drawn in my mind between Master Nicholas Freydon, as the playmate of Nelly Fane on the Ariadne, and the son of the distinguished-looking Mr. Freydon whom every one admired, and as the 'inmate' of St.
'Spare me days! Ted cried, when my father, with some circumlocutionary hesitancy and great delicacy, conveyed his decision to our factotum. 'Don't let the bit o' money worry ye, Mr. Freydon. It's little I do, anyway. Give me an odd shilling or two for me 'baccy an' that, when I go into Werrina, an' I'll want no wages. What's the use o' wages to the likes o' me, anyhow?
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