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"Take your reward," I said, offering him a cigar; "but beware of rendering me another such service!" "If it had been your hat or your handkerchief, be sure I should have let it lie where it fell. But a glove, that is different. I once found a romance in a glove. Since then, gloves are sacred." And Westwood gravely bit off the end of his cigar. "A romance? Tell me about that.
So Cynthia Westwood or Jenny Westwood, as the Beechfield people called her was transformed into Jane Wood. She did not seem to object to the change. She was in a dazed, stunned state of mind, in which she understood only half of what was said to her, and when the scenes and faces around her made a very slight impression upon her memory. One or two things stood out clearly from the rest.
Addison' first named Sir John Pakington, of Westwood, Worcestershire, as the original of Sir Roger de Coverley. But there is no real parallel. Sir John, as Mr.
Will sprang up, burning with anger, and turning sharply round, observed the parrot gazing at him in mute surprise. "Walk in old rascal," repeated the bird. Will laughed, but there was a touch of bitterness in his tone as he turned again to Flora, who had risen from the couch. "This is an awkward interruption, Flo Miss Westwood, but necessity constrains me.
They had perhaps meant him to be caught and sent back to Portland, to die like a wild beast in a cage. "There'll be murder done first!" said Westwood, looking round him for a weapon. "Let's see which is the strongest Hubert Lepel or me. And now for the door! The window is too high." He had found a poker, and he dealt one crashing blow at the lock of the door.
"I can't answer them," said Westwood, in a sullen tone. "I did not know the man, and I did not look at him. All I know is that he has murdered me as well as Mr. Vane, and blasted the life of my innocent child.
If there had been a moment when the hearts of his enemies were softened, when a throb of pity was felt even by Sydney Vane's elder brother, the implacable old General who had vowed that he would pursue Andrew Westwood to the death, it was when the prisoner's little daughter had been put into the witness-box to give evidence against her father.
Her face wore a look of settled misery which made Westwood uncomfortable. He went on doggedly. "When he gets better, I think I shall go and see him about this. I've no mind to see my girl break her heart before my eyes. You know you're fond of him. Why make such a mystery of it? Marry him, and make him sorry for his misdeeds afterwards. That's my advice."
Besides the primary and secondary sexual differences, such as the foregoing, the males and females of some animals differ in structures related to different habits of life, and not at all, or only indirectly, to the reproductive functions. Westwood, 'Modern Classification of Insects, vol. ii. 1840, p. 541.
Still, the book is worth being studied study is necessary to it, as, indeed, though in a less degree, to all the works of this poet; study is peculiarly necessary to it. He is a true poet, and a poet, I believe, of a large 'future in-rus, about to be. He is only growing to the height he will attain. To Mr. Westwood April 1845. The sin of Sphinxine literature I admit.
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