Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 23, 2025
He paused in fierce self-contest, and, throwing open the window, gasped for air. The street in which he lodged was situated in the neighbourhood of St. James's; and, at that very moment, as if to defeat all opposition, and to close the struggle, Mrs. Beaufort's barouche drove by, Camilla at her side. Mrs.
"It's no matter of hours; it's three days' hard riding, Demetrio." "You know," Demetrio said softly, "I feel as though I'd like to see my wife again!" Shortly after, War Paint sought out Camilla. "That's one on you, my dear.... Demetrio's going to leave you flat!
Let Arthur be, in truth, my brother: give me, if I prove myself, as I feel assured, entitled to hold the name my father bore, give me your daughter as my wife; give me Camilla, and I will not envy you the lands I am willing for myself to resign; and if they pass to any children, those children will be your daughter's!" The first impulse of Mr.
They have given it out quite plainly, so that there should be no mistake." "Dear, dear," said Camilla French. "I dare say it's for the best," said Arabella French, who was the elder, and who looked very meek and soft. Miss French almost always looked meek and soft. "I'm afraid it will make it very dull for your mother, not seeing her old friends," said Mr. Gibson.
"If it had not been for the timely help of Madonna Camilla, who sent us part of her supper from her barge, I for one," writes the lively lady-in-waiting, "should have certainly been by this time a saint in Paradise."
To be swallowed up by Scylla he now recognised as his doom; but he thought he ought to be asked on which side of the gulf he would prefer to go down. The way in which Camilla spoke of him as a thing that wasn't hers, but another's; and the way in which Arabella looked at him, as though he were hers and could never be another's, wounded his manly pride.
While the patrician was still occupied over his vellum, the following conversation took place in whispers between two ladies placed near the situation he occupied. 'Tell me, Camilla, said the eldest and stateliest of the two, 'who is the courtier so occupied in composition?
She was answering with an affirmative, when Agostino broke in, "Camilla! And honour to whom honour is due! Let Caesar claim the writing of the libretto, if it be Caesar's! It has passed the censorship, signed Agostino Balderini a disaffected person out of Piedmont, rendered tame and fangless by a rigorous imprisonment. The sources of the tale, O ye grave Signori Tedeschi?
Imagine the excitement when it was announced that the little Camilla would give a public performance at the Hotel de Ville. It came about in this way. The Bassoon in the orchestra died. That was the curious way they expressed it. The instrument had not died, but the man who played it. He left a widow and one child, and no money. Nobody had ever heard of an orchestral player who had left much.
Children were never rough or loud-voiced or naughty when Miss Camilla was near, though she never admonished otherwise than by example. As for little Lucina, she would have felt shamed for life had her aunt Camilla caught her toeing in, or stooping, or leaving the "ma'am" off from her yes and no.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking