“And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any
one of my sort ever gets to prayer. ‘I am entirely English. His pipe
hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!"
"Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. Two shots were fired, and presently the clashing of swords was heard below. Dolby was portly and handsome. Ann Veronica was much impressed by a mighty trying on and altering and
fussing about Alice’s “things”—Alice was being re-costumed from garret to
cellar, with a walking-dress and walking-boots to measure, and a bride’s costume
of the most ravishing description, and stockings and such like beyond the dreams
of avarice—and a constant and increasing dripping into the house of irrelevant
remarkable objects, such as—
Real lace bedspread;
Gilt travelling clock;
Ornamental pewter plaque;
Salad bowl (silver mounted) and servers;
Madgett’s “English Poets” (twelve volumes), bound purple morocco;
Etc.
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