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Through Roger's mind the thought flashed: "Poor dear Uncle Archie! If he'd been a New Yorker he'd never have put up with Aunt Lavinia for thirty years!" They turned into their hotel, and ordered dinner in an hour's time. Roger found some English letters waiting for him, and carried them off to his room. He opened his mother's first.
As she had been the child and had distinctly disagreeable recollections of the said hands having been washed three times before admittance to the presence, the memory was not too pleasant. She said she was sorry to hear that Aunt Lavinia was no more, and asked when it happened. Her father told what he knew of the circumstances attending the bereavement, which was not much.
"Not yet. Didn't I say our plans are altered? The Duke's is in turmoil. Rich let the theatre to Huddy and his company of strolling players at least Huddy says he did and has now cried off the bargain and Huddy is turned out. Rich hasn't any play ready so it's no use taking you to him." "Oh, how unlucky! I shan't have any chance after all." Poor Lavinia almost broke down.
After it was over, as we went out into the night, Evan headed toward Sixth Avenue instead of homeward. "May I ask where we are going now?" said Miss Lavinia, meekly. She had really enjoyed the play, and I know I heard her sniff once or twice at the proper time, though of course I pretended not to. "Going?" echoed Evan.
Its reputation justifies its romance." "Neither its reputation nor its romance has anything to do with us." "That is as it may be," he rejoined with an ardent glance. "But you haven't said no. Rosamond's Pond then to-morrow at sunset seven o'clock?" Lavinia was too exhausted in mind and body either to refuse or even to argue.
Palmer decided to send word to the poet-dramatist intimating that a young lady in whom he had heard Mr. Gay was interested was about to sing at one of the Great Room concerts and begging for the honour of his patronage. But he said nothing to Lavinia about this.
"It's but just gone five and the coach be timed to stop at the 'George' at six, but it's late more often than not." "And how far is it to Hounslow?" "May be a couple o' miles or so, but it's a bit of a cross road say two mile an' a half. Stephen'll put you in the right way." "Oh thank you thank you kindly," cried Lavinia. "But it will be giving Stephen a deal of trouble.
"The Duke's Theatre, "Lincoln's Inn Fields. "I have read your play and herewith return it. I doubt not it has merit but it will not suit me. "I am your obedient humble servant, Lancelot Vane, Esq. "Poor fellow so he writes plays. How aggravating to have such a rude letter. 'Obedient humble servant, forsooth! I hate that John Rich. He's a bear." Then Lavinia unfolded the second letter.
His hair was slowly retreating, and thought or care had furrowed his broad brow from temple to temple. He was clad with the utmost rudeness, and resembled nothing so much as a half-civilized bear. He nodded curtly to Miss Lavinia, and took no notice whatever of either Redbud or Verty. "Why, thank for the antlers, Verty!" said the good-humored Squire.
Yes, I'll start you out clear. You won't write to Graham?" "No," said Andy slowly "if you insist on it." "I will settle the five dollars you owe Graham," promised Miss Lavinia, "I will pay the bill of damages at the school and to Farmer Dale, and send you the receipts. Does that suit you?" "Why yes," answered Andy in a bewildered tone. "You take that pen and a sheet of paper.
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