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But the writer of Short-stories is under no bonds of this sort. Of course he may tell a tale of love if he choose, and if love enters into his tale naturally and to its enriching, but he need not bother with love at all unless he please. Some of the best of Short-stories are love-stories too, Mr. Aldrich's "Margery Daw," for instance, Mr. Stimpson's "Mrs. Knollys," Mr.
Even to Knollys, the sternest Puritan of his day, she seemed in her later captivity to be "a notable woman." "She seemeth to regard no ceremonious honour besides the acknowledgement of her estate royal. She showeth a disposition to speak much, to be bold, to be pleasant, to be very familiar. She showeth a great desire to be avenged on her enemies.
'There! young hypocrite and liar! explain that farrago of slander which you bribed my servant to place in the hands of my kinswoman, Lady Knollys. And so on and on it went, I gazing into darkness, until the voice itself became indistinct, grew into a buzz, and hummed away into silence. I think I must have had a fit. When I came to myself I was drenched with water, my hair, face, neck, and dress.
For your accomplishments rather singular than fashionable you are indebted, in part, to your cousin, Lady Knollys. Is not she, Monica? Thank her, Milly. 'This is your truce, Silas, said Lady Knollys, with a quiet sharpness. 'I think, Silas Ruthyn, you want to provoke me to speak in a way before these young creatures which we should all regret. 'So my badinage excites your temper, Monnie.
Don't consent, mind; but just tip me a hint and you'll have me down. And any letters you get from Lady Knollys, you know, for she's very plain-spoken, you'd better burn them off-hand. And I've stayed too long, though; mind what I say, scratch it with a pin, and burn that, and not a word to a mortal about it. Good-bye; oh, I was taking away your book.
He sat on the edge of the table, and expostulated with her for a long time. But she went on until the last spoon was polished. "Don't you think we'd better get something for Knollys? Sal volatile or iced water, or something?" she said at last, looking at her black hands. He shrugged his shoulders. "Oh, leave him alone.
Bryerly, the strange Swedenborgian, followed by the equally unexpected apparition of Madame de la Rougiere, Austin Ruthyn's painful death, and the reading of his strange will consigning poor Maude to the protection of her unknown Uncle Silas her cousin, good, bright devoted Monica Knollys, and her dreadful distrust of Silas Bartram Haugh and its uncanny occupants, and foremost amongst them Uncle Silas.
"I don't think that poor child has so many defects as you fancy," says Miss Knollys. "But for all that I should not regard her as a suitable wife for Maurice." Mrs. Bethune leans back in her chair and laughs. "A suitable wife for Maurice!" repeats she. "Where is she to be found?" "Here! In this girl!" declares Lady Rylton solemnly. "Margaret, you know how we are situated.
But, although there had thus been an uninterrupted usage of the title for upwards of 180 years, when William Knollys succeeded his father a new system was practised. His father, the deceased earl, had held a commission in the third regiment of foot, and during his father's lifetime he had been styled in his own major-general's commission, "William Knollys, commonly called Viscount Wallingford."
"Besides," went on Pembroke later, as he called Law aside, "there is something to be done not here, but over there, in England, or in France. Your duty is involved not only with this woman. You must find sometime the other woman. You must see the Lady Catharine Knollys." Law sunk his head between his hands and groaned bitterly. "Go you rather," said he, "and spend your life for her.
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