Patricia Kemball, Volumen2

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Página 195 - I say the truth in Christ, I lie not, my conscience also bearing me witness in the Holy Ghost, that I have great heaviness and continual sorrow in my heart. For I could wish that myself were accursed from Christ for my brethren, my kinsmen according to the flesh...
Página 14 - ... herself, partly for the relief of getting rid of her, and partly because she thought she ought to find pleasure in the society of two elderly people of grave pursuits, albeit tainted with strange heresies though probably she would be bored to death, when she would appreciate home the more—Mrs. Hamley said yes; and Patricia's sudden flush was so vivid that it set Miss Fletcher wondering why. She was either very dull at Abbey Holme as she had imagined, and so hailed any diversion with exaggerated...
Página 92 - England — to the high edge round one neighbour's garden and the low wall round another's. She hated the country and she loved London. ' Once when, for his own purposes, the Colonel had let Cragfoot for a year and had lived in London, she had wept all the day and bemoaned herself all the night for hatred of Blandford Square and desire to be again at Cragfoot. When Sydney was born she refused to be comforted because he was a boy and not a girl ; had he been a girl she would have held herself accursed...
Página 123 - I thought he was rather free," put in Mrs. Hamley, looking kindly at her favourite. " But I don't see how Dora could have helped it. I don't think you encouraged him, my dear ? " - " Oh, no, indeed I did not, dear ! " said Dora pleadingly. " I was as much astonished at it as you could have been. I never encouraged Mr. Lowe, never ! " Patricia put her hand over her eyes.
Página 67 - ... Englishman would, if he could. I'd liefer have a rood of English land than a dozen acres in a foreign country," said James. " Stuff ! you carry your country on your back," said Mr. Hamley. " A man's country is where he can buy the best coat and get the best dinner. Country ! what signifies country, when they can speak the language like yourself? The Americans are English," he added with ethnological generosity ; " and America's the place where a handy man like you would make his fortune." "Mr....
Página 52 - What is mine is my own," was a favourite aphorism of his ; and he acted on it. One of the objects of his ambition — his ambition never extending beyond worldly things — had been to own a deer-park. There had been one at Abbey Holme long years ago when the jolly old monks had preached repentance and poverty to the godless laity, but had taken care to pad their own crosses with silk and wool, and to live on the fat of the land while they eulogised the lean. And Mr. Hamley had determined that he...
Página 116 - ... commonplace appearance. She had an idea that Lords and Ladies were of different material from the rest of the world ; and that nature herself had delivered them visibly from the bondage of mediocrity and endowed them with their superior credentials. But if the Earl was homely the Countess was superb—the typical countess of splendid attire, magnificent beauty, queenly manners, and looking about thirty when she was fifteen years older. Lord Merrian too, was delightful. He was a tall, poetic-looking,...
Página 118 - ... that he should talk ; and he did not feel saddened by the hiatus between his word and his deed. His manner of being and his style of conversation pleased the Abbey Holme girls. Naturally he devoted himself to them during the visit, the three sitting in a recess a little apart from the rest — Lord Merrian holding forth. He was fond of drawing-room declamation, and especially fond of declaiming in a corner with a few pretty women as his audience. To Dora he was of course delightful. Was he not...
Página 85 - ... the girl has a good heart, but she is deuced upsetting in a house, and as vulgar as you please! " was his unspoken commentary on her honest sympathy—held the man's pride a trifle low in the direction of home, to balance the hunter's joy in having trapped his game so securely that whenever he chose to snap the lid he would hold his prize in his hand, to deal with as seemed good to him. And this last thought brought him to the Abbey Holme door—with Mrs. Hamley waiting on the other side of it....
Página 97 - I should go mad then," said Sydney with his hand on hers. " Poor thing ! you are in a had way !" she laughed. "Why, what will please you ?" " Not your ridicule, Dora !" he answered savagely. He had a tindery kind of temper whereon sparks were never wanting; the irritable temper of a selfish man who holds that the world and all within it were created for his pleasure, and who refuses to take his share of any of the disagreeables that may be afloat. " Play is not ridicule, dear,

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