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Larne, sir. Will you see her?" At this announcement the old man seemed to try and start; then he nodded, and held out the note he had written.
He took care to be late, too, to show the old fellow that his coming at all was in the nature of an act of grace. A strong scent of hyacinths greeted him in the hall; and Mr. Ventnor, who was an amateur of flowers, stopped to put his nose into a fine bloom and think uncontrollably of Mrs. Larne. Pity! The things one had to give up in life fine women one thing and another. Pity!
Ventnor rubbed his hands: "Ye-es," he said, "just giving up a warm man. Young Pillin's a lucky fellow only son. So you met him at old Mr. Heythorp's. I know him too relation of yours, I believe." "Our dear Guardy such a wonderful man." Mr. Ventnor echoed: "Wonderful regular old Roman." "Oh! but he's so kind!" Mrs. Larne lifted the white stuff: "Look what he's given this naughty gairl!" Mr.
Its present prosperity and prospective importance are another illustration of the vigour and vitality of the North of Ireland, which is connected through Fleetwood with the great manufacturing regions of middle and northern England, as it is through Larne with the heart of Scotland.
Just before he fell in love with Alice Larne ten years before he came to Liverpool. That was a dinner! Cost twenty-four pounds for the six of them and Forsyte an absurdly moderate fellow. Only Nick Treff'ry and himself had been three-bottle men! Dead! Every jack man of them. And suddenly he thought: 'My name's a good one I was never down before never beaten!
The great sheets of basalt and other volcanic products of the North-east of Ireland overspread almost the whole of the County Antrim, and adjoining districts of Londonderry and Tyrone, breaking off in a fine mural escarpment along the northern shore of Belfast Lough and the sea coast throughout the whole of its range from Larne Harbour to Lough Foyle; the only direction in which these features subside into the general level of the country being around the shores of Lough Neagh.
Old Heythorp took up the long green glass, drained it, and repressing fumes and emotion went on with his partridge. His daughter pursed her lips, took a sip of water, and said: "I know their name is Larne, but it conveyed nothing to me; perhaps it's just as well." The old man, mastering a spasm, said with a grin: "My daughter-in-law and my granddaughter." "What! Ernest married Oh! nonsense!"
Ventnor himself used when he wished to imply that though he didn't as a fact do business, he probably soon would. He knew therefore that the answer was a true one. And non-plussed, he hazarded: "Oh! I thought you did, in regard to a Mrs. Larne." This time he had certainly drawn blood of sorts, for down came Scriven's eyebrows, and he said: "Mrs. Larne we know a Mrs.
In Ireland we are very particular about decency, and we like everything to have on lots of clothes. "But now," said Mrs. Ascher, tragically, "the brief dream is over. Materialism is triumphant, is armed, is mighty." I looked at Gorman for some sort of explanation. "I've just been telling Mrs. Ascher," he said, "about the gun-running at Larne." "The mailed fist," said Mrs.
She just dazed him and got him engaged to her; and I don't believe he was ever entirely happy with her. But what could I do, miss? I couldn't try to coax him back now could I? She was such a baby of a thing that she would cry if Andy only talked to me a minute after I come home. And I didn't want to take him away from her. That was when the mill at Larne had shut up.
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