London Society, Band 42James Hogg, Florence Marryat William Clowes and Sons, 1882 |
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... Roger Miles's first ex- perience of a Continental Sunday . He was walking in the Champs Elysées , which were hardly so crowded as usual , people not having yet come back from the races at Auteuil . Roger saun- tered along under the ...
... Roger Miles's first ex- perience of a Continental Sunday . He was walking in the Champs Elysées , which were hardly so crowded as usual , people not having yet come back from the races at Auteuil . Roger saun- tered along under the ...
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... Roger's first principles ; and he followed her with the feeling that here was a child who ought to have somebody to take care of her . As the lamps were lighted in the advancing twilight , and as more and more carriages came tearing ...
... Roger's first principles ; and he followed her with the feeling that here was a child who ought to have somebody to take care of her . As the lamps were lighted in the advancing twilight , and as more and more carriages came tearing ...
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... Roger all about it , young as he was . They knew that he would help them , if he could ; and , best of all , if they after- wards wanted the affair forgotten , he would forget it as willingly as they did themselves . Roger did not stop ...
... Roger all about it , young as he was . They knew that he would help them , if he could ; and , best of all , if they after- wards wanted the affair forgotten , he would forget it as willingly as they did themselves . Roger did not stop ...
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... Roger felt inclined to beg her , for his sake , never again to speak to a strange man in the street ; but the words choked him , and would not consent to be spoken . She stopped under a lamp - post , near an open door . A light was ...
... Roger felt inclined to beg her , for his sake , never again to speak to a strange man in the street ; but the words choked him , and would not consent to be spoken . She stopped under a lamp - post , near an open door . A light was ...
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... Roger turned pale with excite- ment and pity . He thought of his mother at home , and how dif ferently she would have managed this girl . ' But you must not run away , ' he said , in a low eager voice . ' I can't bear to hear you say ...
... Roger turned pale with excite- ment and pity . He thought of his mother at home , and how dif ferently she would have managed this girl . ' But you must not run away , ' he said , in a low eager voice . ' I can't bear to hear you say ...
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Abercarne Aennchen answered asked Aurélie beautiful better Billy Bishop's wife brother called Charles Lamb Charnwood Forest Corean cousin Cradock Crumlin dear Dick dinner dolmens door Douglas Jerrold Eastbourne exclaimed eyes face father feel felt followed Frank Hartless gave gentleman Gévrol girl give Golding hand happy head hear heard heart hope John kind knew Lady Julia Lady Valentina laugh Léon Gozlan light live Llanhilleth looked Lord Lord Malmesbury marriage married Mary ment mind morning mother ness never night once passed pleasant poor present pretty Princess replied Roger Miles round seemed seen side sister smile Stoneycourt stood suppose sure talk tell thing thought tigress tion told took town Triggs tumulus turned Valen voice walked Wanderoo wife William Golding wish woman wonder words young
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Seite 617 - A little neglect may breed great mischief; for want of a nail the shoe was lost ; for want of a shoe the horse was lost ; and for want of a horse the rider was lost,' being overtaken and slain by the enemy ; all for want of a little care about a horse-shoe nail.
Seite 194 - I am going to stand godfather; I don't like the business; I cannot muster up decorum for these occasions ; I shall certainly disgrace the font. I was at Hazlitt's marriage, and had like to have been turned out several times during the ceremony. Anything awful makes me laugh.
Seite 187 - As she emphatically observed, cards were cards ; and if I ever saw unmingled distaste in her fine last-century countenance, it was at the airs of a young gentleman of a literary turn, who had been with difficulty persuaded to take a hand; and who, in his excess of...
Seite 511 - There is then creative reading as well as creative writing. When the mind is braced by labor and invention, the page of whatever book we read becomes luminous with manifold allusion. Every sentence is doubly significant, and the sense of our author is as broad as the world.
Seite 187 - These insufferable triflers are the curse of a table. One of these flies will spoil a whole pot. Of such it may be said that they do not play at cards, but only play at playing at them. Sarah Battle was none of that breed. She detested them, as I do, from her heart and soul, and would not, save upon a striking emergency, willingly seat herself at the same table with them. She loved a thoroughpaced partner, a determined enemy. She took, and gave, no concessions. She hated favours.
Seite 14 - I have been very fortunate in worldly matters; many men have worked much harder, and not succeeded half so well; but I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time, no matter how quickly its successor should come upon its heels, which I then formed.
Seite 15 - CONSIDER what you have in the smallest chosen library. A company of the wisest and wittiest men that could be picked out of all civil countries, in a thousand years, have set in best order the results of their learning and wisdom.
Seite 191 - ... prosperity, — an unwelcome remembrancer, — a perpetually recurring mortification, — a drain on your purse, — a more intolerable dun upon your pride, — a drawback upon success, — a rebuke to your rising, — a stain in your blood, — a blot on your 'scutcheon, — a rent in your garment, — a death's head at your banquet, — Agathocles...
Seite 191 - Agathocles' pot, a Mordecai in your gate, a Lazarus at your door, a lion in your path, a frog in your chamber, a fly in your ointment, a mote in your eye, a triumph to your enemy, an apology to your friends, the one thing not needful, the hail in harvest, the ounce of sour in a pound of sweet.
Seite 189 - I own that I am disposed to say grace upon twenty other occasions in the course of the day besides my dinner. I want a form for setting out upon a pleasant walk, for a moonlight ramble, for a friendly meeting, or a solved problem. Why have we none for books, those spiritual repasts — a grace before Milton — a grace before Shakespeare — a devotional exercise proper to be said before reading the "Fairy Queen?