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I had just arrived at what I considered a sensible conclusion, when Miss Althorpe, leaning towards me, said with a whole-souled impetuosity for which I could not but admire her: "The girl is very nervous, she looks and acts like a person who has had some frightful shock. Don't alarm her, Miss Butterworth, and don't accuse her of anything wrong too suddenly.
"If the minister," says he, in one of his letters to his pupil, Lord Althorpe, "be offended at the style in which I have spoken, do speak, and will speak, of public affairs, and on that account, shall refuse to give me the judgeship, I shall not be at all mortified, having already a very decent competence without a debt, or a care of any kind."
He has by that time seen the world, can decide, and settle, and is virtually more eligible to use the cant phrase of gossips than a young man, even for a young girl. And may not some fair and fresh reward be justly claimed as the crown of a virtuous career? I say all this, yet my real feeling is as if I were bald as Dr. Galliot and jealous as General Althorpe.
As the door opened I caught a glimpse of the butler's face, and noticing its embarrassed expression, I at once asked what had happened. His answer showed a strange mixture of hesitation and bravado. "Not much, ma'am; only Miss Althorpe is afraid you may not be pleased. Miss Oliver is gone, ma'am; she ran away while Crescenze was out of the room." I gave a low cry and rushed down the steps.
On Friday, the sixteenth of December 1831, Lord Althorpe moved the second reading of the Bill to amend the representation of the people in England and Wales. Lord Porchester moved, as an amendment, that the bill should be read a second time that day six months. The debate lasted till after midnight, and was then adjourned till twelve at noon.
Has any one said that these two women were alike?" Having to speak, I became myself again in a trice, and nodded vigorously. "Some one was so foolish," I remarked. Miss Althorpe looked thoughtful. While she was interested she was not so interested as to take the subject in fully. Her own concerns made her abstracted, and I was very glad of it.
In a more recent day, Lord Althorpe was able to bear down the hostility of some of the most powerful orators of his time by a bluff manliness which no rhetoric could withstand. And so also with Jimmy his sheer audacity carries him along the slow, dull, inept, muddy tide of his inarticulate speech. And curiously enough, it is impossible to put him down.
They were indeed Madonna-like, something which I had not expected, notwithstanding the assurances I had received to that effect, and while distorted with suffering, amply accounted for the interest shown in her by the good-hearted Mrs. Desberger and the cultured Miss Althorpe.
Nothing is said of forks. But in the same account, under February 1st, 1500-1, one Mistress Brent receives 12s. In Newbery's "Dives Pragmaticus," 1563, a unique poetical volume in the library at Althorpe, there is a catalogue of cooking utensils which, considering its completeness, is worth quotation; the author speaks in the character of a chapman one forestalling Autolycus:
"No," I returned, "I think her fever is abating." And it was, though the suffering on her face was yet heart-rendingly apparent. "Is she asleep?" "She seems to be." Miss Althorpe made an effort. "I am not going to talk any more about myself." Then as I came back and sat down by her side, she quietly asked: "What do you think of the Van Burnam murder?"
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