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20496Ah Griet,said he slowly;"whoever would have thought it?"
20496And what does a favourite of the emperor deserve who creeps into a royal princess''chamber at night?
20496Are n''t Lohengrin and Siegfried, immortalised by the great Master of Bayreuth, also heroic figures in your Rhine legends?
20496Do you know these two?
20496Well, Master Gerhard,began the unwelcome visitor,"how are you getting on with your work?
20496Well, what do you think of it? 20496 What are the weak sons of the earth seeking up here on the heights?"
20496What is your name, little one?
20496What is your name, strange brother?
20496What may that be?
20496Where is Roland?
20496Where is Roland?
20496Where is she?
20496Where is the evil- doer who has stained the honour of my house, where is he, that I may crush his life out?
20496Who had saved her from certain destruction? 20496 Who is likely to prevent it?"
20496You are quite convinced of the truth of your statement, are n''t you?
20496Charlemagne stood up and spake:--"What does a royal princess deserve, who receives the visit of a man at night?"
20496He bade his squire ask the boatman who was putting out his little bark to cross the river, what was the name of the castle?
20496She wanted to pass by without saying a word, but the stranger stopped her and said:"How far is it from here to Aix- la- Chapelle?"
20496Was he a master of the black art or was he the devil himself?
20496Was it his protecting- angel who had placed it there as a warning to the deluded young man?
20496Was it the bride of the winds or a human cry?
20496What was to be done?
20496Who can tell?
20496Who is the holy man?
20496Who is the knight?
20496Who was the God who so visibly aided His own?"
20496Why should not this same Bernkastler cure, thought he, have the same effect on the worthy prelate?
20496he asked in a hoarse voice,"dead?"
20496is it you Sir Knight?"
20496what does it there?"
20496whispered he, startled,"do you see her-- the enchantress?"
7704And any children you may have?
7704And if that beat were stilled, what then? 7704 And may I ask who you be?"
7704And my child, then?
7704And what do you do lollopoping there on them blessed stocks?
7704And where is the signorina?
7704And yet why not?
7704And you commission me, then, to speak to our dear Jemima?
7704Are these suns more serene than ours, or the soil more fertile? 7704 Augh,"said the tinker, starting,"you fit with a young gentleman, did you?
7704But how on earth did you get into my new stocks?
7704But vy should you fit cos he trespassed on the stocks? 7704 But where is the parson to find you?"
7704Did he, and what for?
7704Do you think so?
7704Done?
7704Eh, sir?
7704Hollo, you, sir,said he, as Lenny now came in hearing,"where be you going at that rate?"
7704Hollo,said Mr. Stirn,"what is all this?
7704I mean what maladies, what diseases?
7704Is she liked in the village, think you?
7704Miss Jemima? 7704 My dear Hazeldean, what has happened?
7704No low fevers, no consumption?
7704Put what?
7704Since when?
7704That may protect the stocks certainly; but will it keep those detestable tracts out of the beer- house?
7704That''s the very question I wish to Heaven I could answer,groaned the squire, quite mildly and pathetically,--"What on earth has come to us all?
7704Well, who''s going to be married now?
7704What Is your name, pray? 7704 What the plague has the House of Tudor got to do with my stocks?"
7704Where? 7704 Who gave you them leggins?
7704Yet it is higher ground,--more exposed?
7704You have not done wrong? 7704 ''Did you say God bless me?'' 7704 ( Then, looking up, and with naivete)Can you believe me?
7704--and the irony of the tone vanished--"what is this, my poor boy?
7704And if in a hobble of mine own choosing, why should I blame the gods?"
7704Ask Stirn:"( then bursting out)"Stirn, you infernal rascal, do n''t you hear?
7704Author, what is the title?"
7704Ay, I''d ha''ta''en my davy on that: and cos vy?"
7704But how can we two rough- bearded men provide for all the nameless wants and cares of a frail female child?
7704But is not this condition of mine, voluntarily and experimentally incurred, a type of my life?
7704But who would not swallow a pill to live to a hundred and fifty- two?"
7704Ca n''t he come home every night after work?"
7704Ca n''t you speak, lad?"
7704Did he mean to fortify the stocks?
7704Did you see much of Miss Hazeldean?"
7704Have you really thought of a title to My Novel?"
7704Hazeldean, where on earth did you pick up that idea?"
7704I do n''t mean exactly babies, but when they''re older,--little girls?"
7704I want to stop''em all, if I can, from going into the village; but how?"
7704If it could speak, what would it say, Leonard Fairfield?
7704Is it a hairbreadth too short to cover the scratch for which you want it?
7704Is it the first time that I have thrust myself into a hobble?
7704Is she fond of children, do you think?"
7704Is the land of the stranger a better refuge than the home of peace in her native clime?"
7704It is very true, neighbours, that I owe her a good many acres, and ought to speak well of her; but what then?
7704MY MOTHER.--"''Says she to her Neighbour, What?''"
7704Nothing can be better; simple, natural, pertinent, concise--"PISISTRATUS.--"What is it, sir, what is it?
7704Now, pray, what is the matter with Lenny Fairfield?
7704PISISTRATUS( eagerly).--"Well, sir?"
7704Pardin for what, I should like to know?
7704SQUILLS.--"If it be not too great a liberty, pray who or what is Camarina?"
7704STIRN.--"I dare say she was, considering what she pays for the premishes;"( insinuatingly)"you does not know who did it,--eh, Lenny?"
7704She is well?"
7704The boy, then, was a stranger; but what was his rank?
7704Then, after a long whiff,"Did you ever see her play with the little children?
7704Was he of that grade in society in which the natural offences are or are not consonant to, or harmonious with, outrages upon stocks?
7704Was this audacious Unknown taking an inventory of the church and the Hall for the purposes of conflagration?
7704Well, but you will say,''What''s the squire driving at?''
7704What are the principal complaints in these parts?"
7704What could the squire be about?
7704What is this?"
7704What new mischief did he meditate?
7704What on earth has come to us all?"
7704What on earth has come to you all?"
7704What say you, Roland?
7704What will the parson say?
7704What''s the matter, Lenny, you blockhead?"
7704What''s to be done now?
7704What''s your bizness?"
7704Where''s Leonard Fairfield, I say?"
7704Who could think of the stocks in such a season?
7704Why did he leave his own country?
7704Why did you not go and talk to that brute of a boy and that dolt of a woman?
7704Why is that, think you?"
7704Would it attract you in a catalogue?"
7704You do n''t mean to say that good Lenny Fairfield( who was absent from church, by the by) can have done anything to get into disgrace?"
7704You look well, my child: this air agrees with you as well as that of Hazeldean?"
7704and you would have me give up the stocks?"
7704my title!--what shall be my title?"
7704my young friend, do you sit here from choice or necessity?"
7704rather bold-- and curt, eh?"
7704said Riccabocca, mournfully;"what can I give her in the world?
7704said the parson;"but what''s to be done?"
7704what has us here?"
7702And did the donkey like the apple?
7702And what do you want a groom at all for? 7702 And what the plague are you doing here?"
7702And why the deuce could not they?
7702Bless me, is it gone?
7702But Lenny Fairfield would be as much pleased with twopence; and what could twopence do to thee?
7702D''ye know what the diggins the squire did it for, Gaffer Solomons?
7702Do n''t you know? 7702 If Madame permit?"
7702If the Madonna send us luck, and we could hire a lad cheap?
7702Not the whole, Lenny?
7702Stop; you see those stocks, eh? 7702 That''s right,"said the squire;"in half an hour, eh?
7702There, Lenny, you hear?
7702Well?
7702What do you mean, Charles? 7702 What does that mean?"
7702What does that prove?
7702What for?
7702What on earth would you do, then?
7702What sort of a boy is he?
7702What the deuce do you know about Mr. Egerton? 7702 Who and what is he?"
7702Wise thing? 7702 Yes, but--""But what?
7702You are very fond of Flop, I suppose?
7702A fine bead,--very like Dante''s; but what is beauty?"
7702Against the abolition of the Corn Laws?
7702All I can say to those rigid disciplinarians is,"Every man has his favourite sin: whist was Parson Dale''s!--ladies and gentlemen, what is yours?"
7702An interesting creature, is he not?"
7702And how old is Flop?"
7702And where do you think this adventurous scholar puts their cradle?"
7702And why, Kitty,--I just ask you, why?"
7702Are you afraid of tumbling off the pony?"
7702But pray, who and what is this Randal Leslie, that you look so discomposed, Squire?"
7702CAPTAIN BARNABAS.--"Will you cut for your partner, ma''am?"
7702CHAPTER V."Granted,"said the parson;"but what follows?
7702DALE.--"Pugs?
7702Dale?"
7702Dale?"
7702Do n''t you think it would be a very happy thing for both if Jemima and Signor Riccabocca could be brought together?"
7702Do n''t you think, Charles, it would be a great blessing if we could get him a good wife?"
7702Do n''t you think, after all, it is tempting our evil star to rent those fields from the landlord?"
7702Do you know, Mother?"
7702Does it need so long an exordium to excuse thee, poor Parson Dale, for turning up that ace of spades with so triumphant a smile at thy partner?
7702FRANK.--"Eh, Mother?"
7702FRANK.--"Why do n''t they mix with the county?"
7702From what bird, wild eagle, or barn- door fowl, can I"''Pluck one unwearied plume from Fancy''s wing?''"
7702Go home, will ye?
7702How d''ye do, my little man?"
7702How old are you?"
7702I vould not hurt thee; would I, Neddy?"
7702Interesting?
7702LENNY.--"Why, he must be fifteen year and more.."PARSON.--"How old, then, are you?"
7702Leslie?"
7702MISS JEMIMA( half pettishly, half coaxingly).--"Why is he interesting?
7702MISS JEMIMA( hesitatingly).--"Do you think so?"
7702MISS JEMIMA.--"Very true: what is it indeed?
7702MR. CAXTON( after a little thought).--"You remember the story which Trevanion( I beg his pardon, Lord Ulswater) told us the other night?
7702MRS. DALE( kindly, as she wraps her shawl round her).--"Suppose you write the note yourself?
7702MRS. DALE( looking up languidly).--"Well, my love?"
7702MRS. HAZELDEAN( to Miss Jemima).--"Is that the note you were to write for me?"
7702MY MOTHER( mechanically, and in order to show Austin that she paid him the compliment of attending to his remarks).--"Who split off, my dear?"
7702Need I tell you that Money or Moneta, according to Hyginus, was the mother of the Muses?
7702Ought I only to have given him the half?"
7702PARSON( looking away, and after a pause).--"You never hear anything of the old folks at Lansmere?"
7702PARSON( slapping his cards on the table in despair).--"Are we playing at whist, or are we not?"
7702PARSON.--"What''s what?"
7702PISISTRATUS.---"Trash, sir?"
7702Please, sir, do n''t be offended; do take it back, will you?"
7702Pray, what do you think of the squire''s tenant at the Casino, Signor Riccabocca?
7702Rickeybockey?"
7702SQUIRE( who has been listening to Frank''s inquiries with a musing air).--"Why do you want to know the distance to Rood Hall?"
7702SQUIRE( with a little embarrassment in his voice).--"Pray, Frank, what do you know of Randal Leslie?"
7702Suppose, my lad, that you had a fine apple, and that you met a friend who wanted it more than you, what would you do with it?"
7702THE CAPTAIN( putting down the cards to cut).--"You''ve got hold of that passage about Botham Hall, page 706, eh?"
7702Tell all the bad boys in the parish to take care how they get into them-- a sad disgrace-- you''ll never be in such a quandary?"
7702That beautiful book, Frank-- hold up your head, my love-- what did you get it for?"
7702There, Mrs. Dale, you hear me?"
7702They look something like now, my stocks, do n''t they, Harry?
7702This warning cooled Mr. Hazeldean; and muttering,"Why the deuce did you set me off?"
7702Was not Jemima''s fortune about L4000?"
7702Well, Master Dale, what do you say to that?"
7702What ha''you got in your willanous little fist there?"
7702What sort of a creature is it?"
7702What!--trumps, Barney?
7702What''s the man about now, I wonder?"
7702Why is he interesting?"
7702Will you come up and play a rubber, Dale?
7702Will you venture on what our homely language calls''pot- luck,''Doctor?"
7702You call that sapping?
7702repeated Mr. Dale, with a smile of benign, yet too conscious superiority,"what does experience prove?"
7702said a stout, sullen- looking young fellow, whom conscience possibly pricked to reply,--"what for, when it bean''t the season?
7702said the right- hand man, glowering on Lenny malignantly,"you are the pattern boy of the village, are you?
7702trump my diamond?"
7703Ah, sir, what indeed?
7703And the pictures in the hall?
7703And trying to be happy, Westbourne? 7703 And whom do you suspect?
7703As poor as my father?
7703Be you going there?
7703But are you enough, you rascals?
7703But still, though L''Estrange is doubtless all you say, do n''t you think he rather wastes his life living abroad?
7703But surely the farmers want work here as well as elsewhere?
7703But which way be you going, sir? 7703 Dear me,"cried Mrs. Leslie,"who can that possibly be?
7703Do you think, when Wolsey and Thomas- a- Becket became priests, they were fond of telling their beads and pattering Aves? 7703 Eh?"
7703Have you come far?
7703Is he as amusing as ever?
7703Is that queer fellow ever coming back to England?
7703Is this the village of Rood?
7703May I ask your permission?
7703Mr. Hazeldean has company staying with him?
7703Never to wear what?
7703Oh, yes, I likes them well eno''; mayhap you are at school with the young gentleman?
7703Oh-- I-- no; but they are well done: are n''t they, sir?
7703On Saturday, then?
7703Perhaps we are going the same way, and I can give you a lift?
7703Semminating--"Disseminating, you blockhead,--disseminating what?
7703Taken from nature, eh?
7703The priests want you to turn heretic?
7703Well, Mr. Mayor,said Audley, pointing to a seat,"what else would you suggest?"
7703Well, man, what now?
7703Well?
7703What are you about, Randal?
7703What, Randal?
7703Why does he not go to them?
7703Will you pull down that bough, Oliver?
7703Without compliment?
7703You do n''t seem very well off in this village, my man?
7703You will go, Randal?
7703''Make my way in life,''sayest thou, Audley Egerton?
7703After a few observations on the last debate this gentleman said,--"By the way, can you dine with me next Saturday, to meet Lansmere?
7703And ca n''t I wait?
7703And is Miss Jemima your heroine?"
7703And what are temptations but trials; what are trials but perils and sorrows?
7703And what is to become of the poor signorina?
7703And whose farm did he take?"
7703And yet, with all my struggles, will knowledge ever place me on the same level as that on which this dunce is born?
7703Are you sure it is not we who waste our lives?
7703Ask why this inequality?
7703BLANCHE.--"But pray whom do you mean for a hero?
7703Bruce?"
7703But now, after all, what was to be done?
7703But of all the poor, who should hate the rich like the pauper gentleman?
7703But where was the evidence of the constraint?
7703But, you see, he had an unexpected legacy--"RANDAL.--"And retired from business?"
7703DALE.--"She is very amiable, Jemima, is she not?"
7703Has he not both vexations to his spirit and trials to his virtue, which he knew not when he went forth to his labour, and took no heed of the morrow?
7703Have I not heard my mother say that I am as near in blood to this squire as any one, if he had no children?
7703Have I not my savings too?
7703Have you anything to say against the infant hitherto?"
7703Hazeldean''s?"
7703He is a relation of yours?"
7703His father''s halls?
7703How d''ye think the Premier would take it?"
7703I suppose Audley Egerton means me to come into parliament, and be a Tory like himself?
7703If there had been no poverty, and no sense of poverty, where would have been that which we call the wealth of a country?
7703If there were no penury and no pain, what would become of fortitude; what of patience; what of resignation?
7703Is this meant to guard against too sanguine notions of inheritance, which his generosity may have excited?
7703Is this the way you are to marry her in the foreign land?"
7703Leslie''s?"
7703Let his heart answer me while I speak: are not the chief cares that now disturb him to be found in the goods he hath acquired?
7703MAYOR.--"And if I go to the last chap, what do you think he''ll say?"
7703O my brethren, do you not perceive?
7703Oust him from what?
7703Oust him-- what from?
7703PISISTRATUS.--"Can''t be a doubt, sir?
7703PISISTRATUS.--"Do you remember any of his reasons, sir?"
7703RANDAL.--"Would the money have paid as well sunk on my father''s land?"
7703Rickeybockey?"
7703That''s speaking fair and manful, is n''t it?"
7703The lawyer asks our Lord,''Who is my neighbour?''
7703True, he is very little in town; but why do n''t you go and see him in the country?
7703Two votes for a free and independent town like ours,--that''s something, is n''t it?"
7703Well, but if he were dead, who would be the heir of Hazeldean?
7703Well, then, shall I have no power to oust this blockhead?
7703What boy do you mean?"
7703What the devil is come to the parish?"
7703Who did''em?"
7703Why are they unequal?
7703Why do we fail so often in the practice?
7703Why so?"
7703Will this suffice?"
7703Yet now, what to us the priest and the Levite, of God''s chosen race though they were?
7703You know Rood, then?"
7703You may have heard of Farmer Bruce?"
7703You see you were member for Lansmere once, and I think you only came in by a majority of two, eh?"
7703["What exile from his country can also fly from himself?"]
7703do you suppose Dr. Rickeybockey got out of his warm bed to bung up the holes in my new stocks?"
7703the Government wants to bribe you?"
7703this is the most insolent, unprovoked, diabolical-- but whom do you suspect, I say?"
7703yes, I remember you first came into parliament for that snug little place; but Lansmere himself never found fault with your votes, did he?"
7703you are not so dull a fellow as you would make yourself out to be; and, even if an author did thrust himself forward, what objection is there to that?
7703you painted them?"
7706Ah, well, well; where the devil is Nero?
7706And the young man is his heir?
7706And when you return from your relations, you will call on me? 7706 Are you sure it is a gentleman?"
7706Beef, sir?
7706But if it is his own fault,--if he has been imprudent?
7706But is the uncle really so rich?
7706But what''s the matter?
7706Did I tell you, or did I not,said Dick,"that I would not have those horrid, disreputable cubs of yours playing just before my lodge gates?"
7706Did they go through the keyhole?
7706Digby, old fellow, can you lend me L100?
7706Do n''t you want to cry, my dear? 7706 Does the nation take a nap to- night?"
7706Ha- well, what now?
7706Handsome elevation-- classical, I take it, eh?
7706Has he been talking to you of his expectations?
7706He is better, then, sir?
7706Helen, where''s my purse?
7706I hope, Pisistratus,said my father,"that you do not intend to be dull?"
7706I wonder what Mrs. M''Catchley will say?
7706Is he very ill, very?
7706Is that all you have?
7706Is?
7706Leave this place-- leave me?
7706Morbid sensibility of character-- coffee? 7706 Nothing?"
7706Of what dowager do you speak?
7706On me?
7706Shaking your head at me? 7706 Shall I send for Dr. Dosewell, sir?"
7706Then you will be mine?
7706W- hew,whistled the tinker,"your nephew is it, sir?
7706Well,said Richard,"I am not the sort of man you expected, eh?
7706What do you mean, sir?
7706What does I do''ere?
7706What have slippers and hair- brushes to do with attics?
7706What shall I have done with them?
7706What the deuce are they to me?
7706What the devil are you doing on my property, lurking by my hedge? 7706 What?"
7706Where''s George? 7706 Why, really, my dear Harley, this man was no great friend of yours, eh?"
7706You''re not ashamed of me, then, in spite of what has happened?
7706And Mrs. M''Catchley, stretching forth her parasol, exclaimed,"Dear me, Mr. Avenel, what can they be all crowding there for?"
7706And now, can you guess who I am?"
7706And then, when you were on your last legs, did I not give you L200 out of my own purse to go to Canada?
7706And while, on the dullest of dull questions, Audley Egerton thus, not too lively himself, enforced attention, where was Harley L''Estrange?
7706Answer me this, thou solemn Right Honourable,--Hast thou climbed to the heights of august contemplation?
7706Are you mad?--or do you want to drive me mad?
7706As he led Mrs. M''Catchley after the dance, into the lawn, he therefore said tenderly,--"How shall I thank you for the favour you have done me?"
7706Ask her pardon!-- what for?
7706At what hour to- morrow does the next coach to London pass?"
7706Avenel?"
7706Avenel?"
7706But perhaps you are for inhaling?"
7706But the last took his hand, and said, in a voice at once tremulous and soothing,"Is it possible that I see once more an old brother in arms?
7706Come, does that suit you?"
7706Come, what has happened to you?--on half- pay?"
7706DOSEWELL.--"Old what, sir?"
7706DOSEWELL.--"Where look for liberality, if men of science are illiberal to their brethren?"
7706DR. DOSEWELL( courteously).--"We country doctors bow to our metropolitan superiors; what would you advise?
7706DR. DOSEWELL( with some displeasure).--"What would you advise, then, in order to prolong our patient''s life for a month?"
7706Did not you run into debt, and spend your fortune?
7706Did not you sell your commission?
7706Did not you turn( I shudder to say it) a common stage- player, sir?
7706Do you intend to disobey me?
7706Do you think you could thrust him into some small place in the Colonies, or make him a King''s Messenger, or something of the sort?"
7706Eh, child?"
7706Hast thou dreamed of a love known to the angels, or sought to seize in the Infinite the mystery of life?"
7706Hast thou gazed on the stars with the rapt eye of song?
7706He turned to Leonard:"You have written to this woman, then?"
7706How on earth could a man puzzle himself about ricks and tinkers when all his cares and energies were devoted to a/dejeune dansant/?
7706I am going to London; shall I call on your relations, and tell some of them to join you?"
7706I have begged without shame for myself; shall I be ashamed, then, to beg for her?"
7706I said before, ay or no; and your kindness so emboldens me that I say it again, ay or no?"
7706Indeed, I know nothing can be done: he has his half- pay?"
7706Look out of the window-- what do you see?"
7706Low and shocking--what shall we do?
7706MORGAN.--"A complete what?"
7706Not yet at the University?
7706Now, lean upon me; I see you should be at home: which way?"
7706On such occasion, what epic poet would not describe the robe and tunic of a hero?
7706She had even said point- blank to Mr. Avenel,"Why do n''t you give a/Dejeune dansant/?"
7706So you have a long journey before you?"
7706Then laying his hand lightly on his friend''s shoulder, he said,"Is it for you, Audley Egerton, to speak sneeringly of boyish memories?
7706Then with his sort of sickly smile,--for he was bland even to his child,--"Will you kindly inquire when the first coach leaves?"
7706This vulgar man, of what might he not be capable?
7706Time is money-- they know that in the States; for why?
7706Vot''s the dodge, eh?"
7706Was the man a conjuror?
7706Was there no beauty in this?
7706What better could I expect when I set up for a critic?
7706What could bring you so far from home?"
7706What could make you ask such a question?
7706What do you do here, I say?
7706What else draws your thoughts from blue- books and beer- bills to waste them on a vagrant like me?
7706What else is it that binds us together?
7706What else warms my heart when I meet you?
7706What occult horrid meaning did the word convey to ears polite?
7706What shall it be?"
7706What was he, then?
7706What-- hesitate?
7706Why does he not come to the door?"
7706Why should he not say"green"?
7706Will he go to Oxford or Cambridge?"
7706Will you find him a place in the Stamp Office?"
7706You do not forget my commission with respect to the exile who has married into your brother''s family?"
7706You give upas juice in these desperate cases: what''s the dose?"
7706You have no symptom of that kind, you say?"
7706You have still no idea of entering into public life?"
7706and you say that he is Mr. Arundel''s heir?"
7706do you think I am a putcher,--an executioner?
7706my nephew knows you?"
7706said he at last, biting his lip,"so you do n''t think that I look like a gentleman?
7706said the passenger,"draw up the window?
7706said the widow, languidly, and leaving her hand in his,"who can resist you?"
7706we clever fellows will be the aristocrats, eh?"
7705And has Jane Fairfield, who married a common carpenter, brought him up to despise small shopkeepers?
7705And how long has she been dead?
7705And this, I suppose, is your nurse, darling?
7705And what do you conclude from that?
7705And what have you heard?
7705Are you coming, sir?
7705But the aristocracy did not sow this piece with rye, I suppose?
7705But to send a boy like that to the University-- where''s the money to come from?
7705But what is this,--Latin too?--Virgil?
7705But you will bless me again, Grandmother? 7705 By shaming Miss Smart into repentance, or getting him a new sweetheart?"
7705Can you explain what kind of happiness it is?
7705Can you hope to bestow upon the vast mass of your order the luminous intelligence of this''Lord Chancellor of Nature''? 7705 Did you ever read Sir David Brewster on Optical Delusions?
7705Did you ever read White''s''Natural History of Selborne''?
7705Do the Avenels still reside in their old house?
7705Does not the search after wisdom induce desires not satisfied in this small circle to which your life is confined? 7705 Four bobs, four shillings?
7705Going far?
7705Has he any manner? 7705 He does not know all, then?"
7705He? 7705 Homoeopathy?"
7705How fares it with you, my dear friend?
7705How have you settled the object of your journey?
7705How you dare, scum of de earth that you are,cried he,"how you dare make cry the signorina?"
7705I believe the Avenels have only two of their children alive still,--their daughter who married Mark Fairfield, and a son who went off to America?
7705I did not know as they were there; Mark kep''''em; they got among his--LEONARD.--"Who was Nora?"
7705I han''t Betty, sir; do you want she?
7705I hope you like the wine, sir?
7705Is my Lord at the Park?
7705Just explain, will you?
7705Love you? 7705 May I not keep these verses, Mother?
7705Me? 7705 Mrs. Avenel is the same as ever?"
7705Not I; what is it about?
7705Not unnatural,said the parson, indulgently;"but he visits his parents; he is a good son at all events, then?"
7705Oh, you think so, do you?
7705Ought they?
7705Papa, she says she is to go back; but she is not to go back, is she?
7705Richard, have you been listening?
7705Satirical, sir? 7705 Shall I introduce you?
7705Sole companions?--your child?
7705The room in which Nora slept? 7705 They have a son, I believe; but he''s in America, is he not?"
7705To me?
7705Umbrella against the stars?
7705Well, Mother?
7705Well, Richard, you have seen him?
7705What have you been about, Lenny,--searching in my box?
7705What is his name, and why should he care for me, Grandmother?
7705Why so, young man? 7705 Why?
7705Will you read it, sir? 7705 Yes, it is Lansmere; you stop there, I guess?"
7705You had a secret then?
7705You have been walking far, young man?
7705You, young lady,--you miss me?
7705Your wife?
7705( Aside to Riccabocca.--"Push on, will you?")
7705And pray, in what age have philosophers governed the world?
7705And since knowledge is compatible with good and with evil, would not it be better to say,''Knowledge is a trust''?"
7705And the parson, sliding into her chair, said,--"But you are dejected then?
7705And would you not say, He who regards religion as a power intends to abuse it as a priestcraft?"
7705And you?"
7705And, oh, if you thus speak of knowledge, why have you encouraged me to know?"
7705Are they all here,--sure?"
7705Are they not always grumbling that nobody attends to them?"
7705But I do n''t think you ever read the''Apology''of Apuleius?"
7705But is it a crime in them, or in their parents, if their talents have lifted them into such rank or renown as the haughtiest duke might envy?
7705But it ben''t near election time, be it, sir?"
7705But seems it such rubbish to the poor man, to whom it promises a paradise on the easy terms of upsetting a world?
7705But these verses are not my father''s; whose are they?
7705But who ever saw upon earth a community of men such as sit on the hearth- rugs of Messrs. Owen and Fourier?
7705By knowledge, do you mean intellectual cultivation; by the reign of knowledge, the ascendency of the most cultivated minds?"
7705Dale?"
7705Did he not rehearse his causes before it as before a master in the art?
7705Did not Socrates recommend such attention to his disciples,--did he not make a great moral agent of the speculum?
7705Do you read French, Leonard?"
7705Do you remember poor Nora-- the Rose of Lansmere, as they called her?
7705Do you think that I can not sometimes read your thoughts?"
7705Does it prove much in favour of knowledge?
7705FAIRFIELD.--"Who?--child-- who?
7705Grant that you do so, and what guarantee have you for the virtue and the happiness which you assume as the concomitants of the gift?
7705Has it ever been so?
7705Have the wise few been so unerring and so happy?
7705He added point- blank,"Pray, what was it?"
7705He has settled at Lansmere?"
7705He is in England, then?"
7705How comes it you never spoke of her before?
7705How is she off?"
7705How know we what lives a single thought retained from the dust of nameless graves may have lighted to renown?
7705I dare say it was all my fault, only I did not understand you: are not these things weeds?"
7705I grant that it is an up- hill work that lies before you; but do n''t you think it is always easier to climb a mountain than it is to level it?
7705I think I have heard you say that you once had a narrow escape of a prison?"
7705If the lady''s hallucination was not reasonable, what is his who believes in such visions as these?"
7705Is Mr. Morgan, the medical man, still here?"
7705Is he genteel, or a mere country lout?"
7705Is not that one of our children the most dear to us who is called''the picture of his father''?
7705Just let me look at it, will you?"
7705LEONARD( after a pause).--"But she must have been highly educated?"
7705LEONARD( astonished).--"Do you mean to say, sir, that that aphorism is not in Lord Bacon?
7705LEONARD( recovering his surprise).--"But why so?"
7705LEONARD.--"How was that?"
7705LEONARD.--"Why not, Mother?
7705Look you, Mr.-- what''s your name, sir?"
7705Nations, you say, may be beaten by other nations less learned and civilized?"
7705PARSON( remorsefully).--"Are those Lord Bacon''s words?
7705PARSON.--"All evil is power, and does its power make it anything the better?"
7705PARSON.--"Halves?"
7705PARSON.--"In the first place, is it true that the class which has the most knowledge gets the most power?
7705Pray, is not ignorance power too?"
7705RICCABOCCA.--"What?"
7705TRAVELLER.--"In a chaise or fly?
7705That is Lansmere before me, is it not?"
7705That would answer better for rye than grass; but then, what would become of my Lord''s deer?
7705The black cat existed only in her fancy, but the hallucination was natural and reasonable,--eh, what do you think?"
7705The traveller peered out at him as he whirled by,--saw Mr. Dale tossed up and down on the saddle, and cried out,"How''s the leather?"
7705There was such a pretty one about the''Peasant''s Fireside,''Lenny,--have you got hold of that?"
7705Was not Demosthenes always at his speculum?
7705We call her Nora for short--""Leonora-- and I am Leonard-- is that how I came by the name?"
7705We''ve all the same cut of the jib,--have we not, Father?"
7705What do I want with it, too?
7705What do you say?"
7705What has become of her; where is she?"
7705What on earth are you talking of, ma''am?"
7705What shall I do with it?
7705What was Bacon himself?
7705What would you have more, sir, from folks like us, who have kept shop ourselves?
7705What''s the room you gave him?"
7705Where did you say you were going?"
7705Why, you''re not afraid, are you?"
7705Would not that be a base and sordid view of its advantages?
7705You call upon business?"
7705You can get on some learned subject together, and then he will not miss so much his--""His what?"
7705You say the boy''s a''cute, clever lad?"
7705You see the great park yonder, on the other side of the road?
7705You seem prepared for a journey?"
7705You take me, sir?"
7705You take to the boy, then?"
7705You understand me, sir?"
7705said the parson,"if I wished to prove the value of religion, would you think I served it much if I took as my motto,''Religion is power''?
7705soliloquized the parson, as the pad recomposed herself,"what does he mean by that?
7705what on earth have you got there?
7708Ah, Master John,said she, clasping his nerveless hand,"well, the fields be pleasant now; I hope you are come to stay a bit?
7708And lodge her in your own house?
7708And never buys?
7708And that?
7708And unsettle a right ambition for a wrong one? 7708 And you call him''Nero''?"
7708Are you a native of?
7708Are you going home so early? 7708 At whose suit?"
7708But a propos of what do you puzzle us with these queries on courage?
7708But can you seriously mean to take this child with you abroad?
7708But how shall I pay the other half?
7708Can you doubt the author?
7708Come in, sir; you are my late uncle''s assistant, Mr. Fairfield, I suppose?
7708Did not stern old Sam Johnson say he could never write but from want?
7708Did not you say that you made, at least, a guinea a week?
7708Did you? 7708 Do we ever search for love?
7708Do you want me?
7708Does he really go abroad next week?
7708How are you, Randal Leslie? 7708 How can you be dull enough to ask?
7708How?
7708I ca n''t quite agree with you,said Randal, taking his leave;"but you must allow me to call again,--will the same hour tomorrow suit you?"
7708I will stay with you, my kind friend,said Burley, with unusual meekness;"I can have the old room, then?"
7708Is Mr. Norreys at home?
7708Is he really happy?
7708Is it insensibility to fear? 7708 Is it only in danger that a country is served, only in war that duty is fulfilled?
7708Is this child an Avenel too?
7708La, Austin, how can you say so?
7708Le jeu vaut- il la chandelle?
7708Oh, sir, can you think it?
7708Oh, yes, some that the dear lady left behind her; and perhaps you would like to look at some papers in her own writing?
7708Richard-- Richard-- who is he? 7708 Right-- what is he worth?
7708Shall I keep the purse again, Leonard?
7708She was not weeping when you left her?
7708So,said Lord L''Estrange,"you would return to London?
7708The country is terribly dull, is it? 7708 Well, the eggs are fresh laid, and you would like a rasher of bacon, Master John?
7708What brings him here?
7708What duchess, my dear father?
7708What is courage?
7708What is courage?
7708What is it?
7708What is the book, my lord?
7708What more would you have?
7708What''s that?
7708Where could you two ever have met?
7708Where is he?
7708You are sure you would remember him, if we met him by chance?
7708You have not breakfasted?
7708Your own?
7708Your particular friend, Master Frank? 7708 ''T is the river that founded and gave pomp to the city; and, without the discontent, where were progress, what were Man? 7708 Aha, sir-- very well, very well-- the country is horribly dull, is it? 7708 And Leonard, and Harley, and Helen? 7708 And how could the boy turn out of his room the man to whom he was under obligations? 7708 And if he wanted a third person, was not there his own mother? 7708 And is it not better for both of you that youth should open upon the world with youth''s natural affections free and unforestalled?
7708And pray why, sir?"
7708And what does youth want that it should be extravagant?
7708As you are going into the House, will you remind him of his promise to me?"
7708At what school did you conceive a taste for letters?
7708BURLEY( moved).--"You go, my little lady; and why?
7708BURLEY( with a gulp).--"Is it because he thinks I am not fit company for you?"
7708Burley?"
7708But I am sure my dear Lord must think that the duchess should not have made the first overture,--even to a friend and a kinsman?"
7708But later, if encouraged, would the love be the same?
7708But pray; Austin, what is courage?"
7708But we, too, named a condition,--did we not, Lansmere?"
7708But, had Burley written the pamphlet, would the same repute have attended him?
7708But, if discovered, what harm can ensue?
7708By the by, I suppose he told you where I was, otherwise how did you find me out?"
7708CAXTON.--"You would not have minded if it had been a Frenchman with a sword in his hand?"
7708Can such a memory influence you even to this day?
7708Can we not all live together?"
7708Does it not flash upon us when we least expect it?
7708EGERTON.--"What?
7708EGERTON.--"Whom?"
7708EGERTON.--"You say it: but turn to yourself; you have decided, then, to leave England next week?"
7708Even from the first, when Leonard had exclaimed,"Ah, Helen, why did you ever leave me?"
7708For what vantage- ground is so high as youth?
7708Goodyer?"
7708HARLEY( with interest).--"And well, I hope?"
7708HARLEY.--"And that gave you pleasure?"
7708HARLEY.--"What was it?"
7708Has it not everything in itself, merely because it is?
7708Have you not seen him yet, sir?"
7708He shook his head, and replied,"Oh, my Lord, how have I deserved such kindness?
7708Heavens, sir, do I understand aright, can Mr. Prickett be dead since I left London?"
7708His companion smiled, and replied by another question,"What is the man who reads the book?"
7708His dreamy impressions of London, an anathema on its streets and its hearts of stone, murmurs against poverty, dark elegies on fate?
7708How?
7708I am alone, and often sad, Helen; will you not comfort me?
7708I have a great mind to go back--""And tell him to give you twice as much money as you bad asked for?
7708I hope he is looking well?"
7708I presume you will speak to- night?"
7708I suppose my half- brother will let you come?"
7708I tell you I have met a relation of theirs-- a nephew of-- of--""Of Richard Avenel''s?"
7708If you remember me, I hope all boyish quarrels are forgotten?"
7708Is it clear that she will love you,--not mistake gratitude for love?
7708Is it not PATIENCE, Father?
7708Is it not like the inspiration to the muse?
7708LORD LANSMERE.--"HOW?"
7708Not seen my Harry?
7708Of whom else should he beg?
7708Oh, could your mother''s name have been Avenel?"
7708Poor thing, what could have become of her?"
7708Recall all the unhappy marriages that have come to your knowledge: pray, have not eighteen out of twenty been marriages for Love?
7708She grew pale when he talked of Burley, and shuddered, poor little Helen?
7708Should she burden him?
7708Still, what else to love is there left to me?"
7708THE EARL( puzzled).--"Eh, did we?
7708Talk-- and what about?
7708The first of our race is ever the one we are most proud of; and pray, what ancestors had he?
7708This is one offer,--what say you to it?"
7708To whom but Frank Hazeldean?
7708To whom, then, could Egerton mean to devise his fortune?
7708Two days before, Leonard had pawned Riccabocca''s watch; and when the last shilling thus raised was gone, how should he support Helen?
7708Well, in this country who should plume himself on birth?"
7708What but his faculty to brave, to suffer, to endure,--the patience that resists firmly and innovates slowly?
7708What care we for your English gray clouds without?
7708What do you say, Katherine?"
7708What is this?
7708What man looks out and says,''I will fall in love''?
7708What poet sits down and says,''I will write a poem''?
7708What say you to this course?"
7708What to do?"
7708What was it that he wrote?
7708What, then, shall I do?
7708When I want to see how little those last influence the happiness of wise men, have I not Machiavelli and Thucydides?
7708Who and what is this clever man whom you call Burley?"
7708Who the devil is this pamphleteer?"
7708Whom,--Richard Avenel?"
7708Why could he not escape?
7708Why must you leave him because I come?"
7708Why, Frank is not extravagant, and he will be very rich, eh?"
7708Will you not call on him while you are in town?"
7708Would your honour like a jarvey?"
7708Yet how can she like me as she ought, if her heart is to be full of you?"
7708You know, I hope, that you have good Hazeldean blood in your veins?"
7708You see I can not marry a dream; and where, out of dreams, shall I find this''whom''?"
7708Your name is Leonard Fairfield?"
7708Youth is youth-- what needs it more?"
7708[ firing up] am I a tyrant, a bashaw, that my own son is afraid to speak to me?
7708and when the betrothed answers,''I will be true,''does not the lover trust to her courage as well as her love?"
7708coming to hear the debate?"
7708cried my mother, firing up;"was it not only last week that you faced the great bull that was rushing after Blanche and the children?"
7708cried the earl,"what extraordinary language is this?
7708he exclaimed,"where is he?
7708he is not thinking of that, I trust?
7708was there something grand and holy, after all, even in Chatterton''s despair?
7708would he think it so great a punishment to come home and live with his parents?"
7708yet my own existence-- what is it?"
7707A little girl whom I saw in the churchyard yonder, weeping very bitterly-- is she a relation of yours? 7707 Ah, is it indeed Randal Leslie?"
7707Ah,cried Leonard, sorrowfully,"how could I forget?"
7707Already?
7707And how, sir, have there ever been poets? 7707 And how,"cried Leonard, fiercely,--"how have they dared to slander this dead mother?
7707And it is not a very handsome city, either, you say?
7707And no inquiries were ever made?
7707And so this London is really very vast,--VERY?
7707And what is Mr. Burley, and what has he written?
7707And you have not secured a partner? 7707 And you will not tell me where that exile is, or if his daughter still lives?"
7707Ay, and what?
7707But his little girl surely remembers the name that he did not finish?
7707But there must be parts that are prettier than others? 7707 But what is your life, Harley?--the saucer without the storm?"
7707But you have not taken your degree, I think? 7707 But,"resumed the doctor, seriously,"you really feel a strong predisposition to make verses?"
7707Can I have accommodation for the night?
7707Did he pray to God?
7707Do you know, that''s very well said, Audley? 7707 Does he mean to marry again?"
7707Does she not let me see you? 7707 For good?"
7707Hair chestnut; eyes-- what colour? 7707 How, my young friend?
7707How, sir?
7707In the next room? 7707 Is this the reason why Mr. Egerton so insultingly warns me against counting on his fortune?"
7707Madame di Negra? 7707 May I go with him to the gate?"
7707No relatives?
7707Not stay here? 7707 Shall we be as happy when we are great?"
7707Sir,said the butler, twirling the paper between his finger and thumb,"you''re not a going for long, I hope?"
7707Then you would not have me call on him, sir? 7707 Well,"he said, seeing that she remained silent,"how can I hope, when this mighty genius laboured and despaired?
7707Well; and what is your report of the calling? 7707 What can rob us of this joy?
7707What do I care what men without are to say and think of the words that gush forth on my page?
7707What is that, sir?
7707What other doctor?
7707What''s the matter? 7707 Whither?"
7707Who is that very handsome woman?
7707Why do you ask that, Helen?
7707Why?
7707Why?
7707Will Mr. Egerton pay the young gentleman''s debts? 7707 Will you work at something practical and prosy, and let the poetry rest a while?"
7707You have not told her?
7707You say you walked up to London: was that from choice or economy?
7707And I said,''Your little girl, sir?''
7707And Leonard''s heart rushed to his lips, and he answered to the action, as he bent down, and kissed her cheek,"Orphan, will you go with me?
7707And did Shakspeare himself, in his life, ever hearken to such applause as thundered round the personators of his airy images?
7707And had her father no money with him?"
7707And have not we had enuff of bringing up children to be above their birth?
7707And if a favour, should I take it?
7707And the company?
7707And the poor little girl seems to have no relations-- and where is she to go?
7707And what was the host to do with her?
7707And what would he say of her, if he could see her in heaven?
7707BLANCHE.--"What is that legend?
7707Born at the top of the social ladder, why should he put himself voluntarily at the last step, for the sake of climbing up again?
7707But he left some of the tiniest little balls you ever see, sir, to give the child; but, bless you, they did her no good,--how should they?"
7707But if I was not your mother, after all, Lenny, and cost you all this-- oh, what would you say of me then?"
7707But it looks out of place by the roadside: what say you?"
7707But was it love that you felt for her?
7707But while we are talking of him, allow me to ask if your friend, Lord L''Estrange, is indeed still so bitter against that poor brother of mine?"
7707But who could advise another man to set his whole hope of fortune on the chance of a prize in a lottery?
7707But you have friends of your own in town?"
7707But you will write to Mr. Dale or to me?
7707DOCTOR.--"Pless me, you do?
7707Did her father leave no directions, or was he in possession of his faculties?"
7707Did not I tell you the story of Fortunio?
7707Did you know my aunt?"
7707Do n''t cry,""But what can you do in Lunnon,--such a big place, Lenny?"
7707Do n''t you find it rather expensive in the Guards?
7707Do you go to Almack''s to- night?"
7707Do you mean to make this young man your heir?"
7707Do you suppose Burns drinking at the alehouse, with his boors around him, was drinking, like them, only beer and whiskey?
7707Enviable man, have you ever loved?"
7707Every man''s brain must be a world in itself, eh?
7707Every year does not some lad leave our village, and go and seek his fortune, taking with him but health and strong hands?
7707For what parts in the skies have your studies on the earth fitted you?
7707For, after all, what good are academical honours but as the entrance to life?
7707HARLEY( recovering himself with an effort).--"Is it true kindness to bid him exchange manly independence for the protection of an official patron?"
7707HARLEY( with great gravity).--"Do you believe in Mesmerism?"
7707Had they other callings?"
7707Has not a mother a right to her child?"
7707Have you told this youth plainly that he may look to you for influence, but not for wealth?"
7707Have you written to him?"
7707He escaped; and how did he escape?
7707He listened yet more intently, and caught, soft and low, the words,"Father, Father, do you hear me now?"
7707He paused a moment, and added,"Is it that Nature is very patient?"
7707He threw himself into the doctor''s own wellworn chair, and muttered to himself,"Why did he tell me to come?
7707Helen sobbed aloud; then, writhing from the doctor, she exclaimed,"But he may know where I am?
7707How knew they that I-- was-- was-- was not the child of wedlock?"
7707Hush, what''s that?
7707I wonder if that makes me an Honourable too?
7707If you are a going back, sir, would you kindly mention it?"
7707Is John Burley now of man''s common standard?
7707Is that like a man of sense?
7707Is this true?"
7707Keep still, ca n''t you?"
7707LEONARD.--"To the perch, sir?"
7707Laryer Jones says we must pass her to Marybone parish, where her father lived last; and what''s to become of her then?
7707Leslie?"
7707Mr. Burley, is that you?
7707Oh, my dear brother Leonard, will this find you well, and( more happy I dare not say, but) less sad than when we parted?
7707Shall I find you one?
7707She said,"Why, why did I leave you?"
7707Should he not write now to order the box to be sent to her at Miss Starke''s?
7707Staying in town, Randal?"
7707The doctor did not expect that thanksgiving, and he was so startled that he exclaimed,"For what?"
7707This lady is kind to you, then?"
7707Time enough for that, eh?
7707Under the rush and the roar of this fun( what word else shall describe it?)
7707We may see each other sometimes?
7707We were to share together,--you paid all; and how can I want it here, too?"
7707Well, and what said Frank?"
7707Well, why not?"
7707What are the symptoms?"
7707What could he do without me?
7707What could public life give to one who needs nothing?
7707What day will you fix?"
7707What did he want, save birth and fortune and friends and human justice?"
7707What did she there?
7707What do you think of that pretty girl in pink?"
7707What is the difference between being good and bad?
7707What is the new one?"
7707What new can he think of for me?
7707What the deuce did he do there amongst prize- fighters and actors and poets?
7707What young man could come into life with brighter auspices?
7707When does he come?"
7707Where shall I find a model?
7707Who are you?
7707Why do you disturb me?
7707Why?
7707Will this suit you?"
7707Wilt thou sink?
7707You know him?"
7707You say there are parks: why should not we lodge near them and look upon the green trees?"
7707You will come to me,''And my poem, how does it sell?''
7707are you intimately acquainted with this stream, sir?"
7707cried Leonard, raising his brows, from which the cloud had passed,"why, indeed, did you leave me?"
7707cried the Italian, with warmth;"what has my brother ever done to him that he should actually intrigue against the count in his own court?"
7707it is she who is ill. Shall I go to her?
7707oh, Father, do you not really hear me?
7707said Leonard, mournfully, and after a long silence,--"no inquiries to learn who was the father of the motherless child?"
7707said he;"surely the child must have some kinsfolk in London?
7707what can I do for the orphan?"
7707who is he, what is he?
7707who is that?"
7710/Entre nous, mon cher/, I care not a stiver for popularity; and as to suspicion, who is he that can escape from the calumny of the envious? 7710 Ah, Excellency, can you think so?
7710Ah, you were next heir?
7710And Harley too?
7710And Helen-- Miss Digby-- is she much changed?
7710And now may I see the young lady? 7710 And she answered?"
7710And the padrone?
7710And you consented?
7710And you have not called to ascertain?
7710And you really believe the young Englishman loves her?
7710And you think not in any way swayed by interest in his affections?
7710Aver-- untruly?
7710But does she love Harley as he has dreamed of love? 7710 But perhaps,"suggests some candid and youthful conjecturer,--"perhaps Randal Leslie is in love with this fair creature?"
7710But the heart?
7710But,said the wife, after a grateful kiss,--"but where and how can we find a husband suitable to the rank of your daughter?"
7710Can I set you down anywhere?
7710Certainly,interposed Giacomo;"how could he dare to speak, let him love ever so well?"
7710Certainly,said Spendquick, with great spirit,--"public property, or why should we pay them?
7710Could you not conciliate him through his wife-- whom you resigned to him?
7710Dear me, Leonard, will he want lunch-- or what?
7710Did he know of your pretensions?
7710Did he tell you that?
7710Egerton is always the same man, I suppose,--too busy for illness, and too firm for sorrow?
7710He is acquainted with the count''s kinsman; and perhaps from him you have learned to think so highly of that kinsman?
7710He makes a sensation?
7710How can I have any idea of it?
7710How can you doubt it? 7710 How could I; who is like you?"
7710How could she fail?
7710How? 7710 How?"
7710How?
7710I shall see her again?
7710Impossible; how could he discover you?
7710In your case, what is that motive? 7710 Is it so?"
7710Is my carriage here?
7710May I not hope that you return under fairer auspices than those which your childhood knew?
7710May I not keep this hand?
7710No; the old woman who serves us said that she was asked at a shop''if we were not Italians''?
7710Of yours, how can you ask me? 7710 Oh, my dear Lord, what else can it be?
7710Oh,said Avenel,"public men, whom we pay, are public property,--aren''t they, my Lord?"
7710Ordered you out of the room? 7710 Pressed upon you!---I?
7710She has not yet read them, then?--not the last? 7710 Something that induces you to bestow your daughter on me?"
7710That is all?
7710To be sure-- of whom else?
7710Very true; why, indeed?
7710Well,said he,"I need not ask if you like Miss Digby?
7710Well,said the count, with his most roue air,"I suppose we are both men of the world?"
7710What could be so bad for the country?
7710What makes you think so?
7710What so interests you,/ma seuur/?--the last novel by Balzac, no doubt?
7710Which road did you take? 7710 Why else should he come, Excellency?"
7710Why, Harley, you love your country after all?
7710Why, what do you know of him?
7710Why? 7710 Will you excuse me for an instant?
7710You are going to the Austrian Embassy?
7710You have never been abroad, my dear sir? 7710 You know her?"
7710You think so?
7710You think, then, that the ministry really can not last?
7710You think, then, that this poor kinsman will not need such an alliance in order to regain his estates?
7710Your mother, where is she? 7710 /Parvenu!/ Ah, is it not strange, Leslie, that no wealth, no fashion, no fame can wipe out that blot? 7710 /Que diable!/ what could the independence of Italy do for him? 7710 A most desirable marriage; and, if made, I suppose that would suffice to obtain your cousin''s amnesty and grace?
7710A young fellow like you could never be mean enough to stay in, under the very men who drove out your friend Egerton?"
7710And do you think the people in the railway carriages care for you?
7710And now, ere I go, one question more: You indulge conjectures as to Riccabocca, because he has changed his name,--why have you dropped your own?"
7710And so you are once more in your native land?"
7710And the first thing the clever schemer said to himself was this,"But what can be the man''s motive in what he said to me?"
7710And what could she ever do for him?
7710And what is supposed to bring hither the Count di Peschiera?"
7710At length he faltered out,--"Can you think, sir, that I should ever desert your fortunes, your party, your cause?"
7710Audley resumed:"And therefore, I presume that, in sending for me, you have something of moment to communicate?"
7710Besides, as she said, she ca n''t wish, you to marry a foreigner; though once married, she would-- But how do you stand now with the marchesa?
7710But from what reason did you assume the strange and fantastic name of Oran?"
7710But is not there a new man much talked of at White''s?"
7710But some Englishman of correspondent rank I trust, or at least one known for opinions opposed to what an Austrian would call Revolutionary doctrines?"
7710But that might mean anything: what danger to himself would not menace her?
7710But though you may help me, how can I help you?"
7710By the way, I have had an interview with Peschiera--""About his sister''s debts?"
7710Can the Austrian Court dictate a marriage to the daughter as a condition for grace to the father?"
7710Can you be, at least, my comforter?
7710Can you guess?"
7710Did you pass the Simplon?"
7710Do you know her too?"
7710Do you think it an improvable property?"
7710Fairfield?"
7710Fond of dancing, of course, sir?"
7710Had his daughter the remotest probability of becoming the greatest heiress in Italy, would he dream of bestowing her on me in this off- hand way?
7710Has she consented to accept you?"
7710Has she the power and energy to arouse his faculties, and restore to the world the Harley of old?
7710Hast thou the charm and the force of the moon, that the tides of that wayward sea shall ebb and flow at thy will?
7710Have you ever met in England the kinsman you speak of?"
7710Have you heard from the Hall lately?"
7710Have you not decided on that yourself?"
7710Helen, here I ask you, can you be all this, and under the name of-- Wife?"
7710How can I dream that one so beautiful, so peerless, will confirm the hope you have extended to me?"
7710How d''ye do, Mr. Leslie?
7710How was it?"
7710I visited her often, directed her studies, watched her improvement--""And fell in love with her?"
7710I wonder why?
7710If ever you have so far departed from the Lucretian philosophy, just look back-- was it life at all that you lived?
7710Innocent?
7710Is the hope so mean, my fond mother?"
7710Is this all?"
7710L''Estrange started; and as Randal again took his arm, said,"So that Italian lodges here; and you know him?"
7710L20,000 down-- how to get the sum?
7710LADY LANSMERE.--"I do, I do?
7710Leslie?"
7710May I think that we have now an interest in common?"
7710My own dear and noble friend!--is it possible?
7710Not that of pecuniary or ambitious calculations; for how can such calculations enlist you on behalf of a ruined exile?
7710Pressed what?"
7710Shall we be friends?"
7710Shall we now join Madame la Marquise?"
7710Then he said,"And town gossip?"
7710Was that easy?"
7710Were you ever in public life, my dear reader?
7710What am I, then?"
7710What do you say?"
7710What has occurred?"
7710What is Egerton''s?"
7710What is?"
7710What lady is that I see at the far end of the garden?"
7710What other motive can he possibly have?
7710What remains?
7710What the deuce did he do there?
7710What the deuce is the matter with the stoker?"
7710Who can he be?
7710Who would not?"
7710Why is this?
7710Why should I go out too?
7710Why should Levy have spoken to me of this?"
7710Why should he shun you?"
7710Why were these works the object of the sage''s study?
7710Why?
7710Will not the blossoms, yet folded in the petal, wither away beneath the shade that may protect them from the storm, and yet shut them from the sun?
7710Would not that suffice?
7710Yet who shall say, who conjecture how near two hearts can become, when no guilt lies between them, and time brings the ties all its own?
7710You agree with me?"
7710You ask me why I think there will be a general election so soon?
7710You have heard her play and sing?"
7710You know him?"
7710You see, therefore, why I have so great an interest in this research?"
7710You wanted to speak to me, Frank?"
7710You will wait for him?"
7710Your rank, your position--""Why should they be eternally my curse?
7710how?"
7709Ah, Randal, Randal, is this the frankness of friendship? 7709 Ah, dear father, that, then, was your thought?
7709Ah, why not also confide in her? 7709 Ah,"said Randal, inquisitively,"you told me you had come in contact with him once, respecting, I think, some of your old parishioners at Lansmere?"
7709And Mr. Levy was there, eh?
7709And for what end?
7709And if the padrone were to meet him, do you think the padrone would meekly say,''Come sta sa Signoria''? 7709 And my own portion?
7709And perhaps,resumed Mrs. Hazeldean, with a very sunny expression of countenance,"you have noticed this in Frank since he was here?"
7709And the emperor consented?
7709And what made me lose so important, though so ineffectual an ally?
7709And what work interests you so much?
7709And you would marry Frank if the dower was secured?
7709Are you a fool, child? 7709 At my poor father''s death?
7709Because she is a foreigner?
7709But do you not overrate the value of my aid?
7709But grant that my heart shrunk from the task you imposed on me, would it not have been natural? 7709 But how can I aid this marriage?"
7709But how win that in despite of the father?
7709But if she had rank and title?
7709But if the count is in town?
7709But still,she said coldly,"you enjoy one half of those ample revenues: why talk, then, of suicide and ruin?"
7709But who can stand against such wealth as Egerton''s,--no doubt backed, too, by the Treasury purse?
7709But why? 7709 Can you doubt it?"
7709Character-- ah, that is indispensable?
7709Did I blush?
7709Ha, Randal, boy,said Mr. Leslie, looking up lazily,"how d''ye do?
7709How can a man know general principles unless he has first studied the details? 7709 How?"
7709I enjoy them at the pleasure of the crown; and what if it be the pleasure of the crown to recall our cousin, and reinstate him in his possessions?
7709Is he poor, or is he extravagant?
7709Is it so uncommon to take interest even in a stranger who is menaced by some peril?
7709Is it so? 7709 Is that all?"
7709Me-- and why? 7709 Mine?
7709Money?
7709My dear, dear Randal, how can I thank you? 7709 My mother--[so Violante always called Jemima]--my mother-- you have spoken to her?"
7709My sister,replied the count,"do I look like a man who saved?
7709No; have you?
7709Nor heard of him?
7709Now you upbraid me,said the count, unruffled by her sudden passion,"because I gave you in marriage to a man young and noble?"
7709O Father, can you resist this? 7709 Oh, that was all; some affair when I was member for Lansmere?"
7709Out with what, my dear madam? 7709 Pardieu, my dear sister, what else could his Majesty do?
7709Sir, I thank you sincerely,said Riccabocca, with emotion;"but am I not safe here?"
7709Speak- a- you Italian?
7709Suppose he were to marry?
7709The Riccaboccas? 7709 The father had, then, taken part in some political disaffections, and was proscribed?"
7709There is a probability, then, of that pardon? 7709 Well, but Leonard Fairfield-- you have seen him since?"
7709Were you? 7709 What on earth makes you think so?"
7709What shall I be now, if I live? 7709 What then?
7709When does young Thornhill come of age?
7709Who might, perhaps,observed Randal-- not truly, if he referred to Madame di Negra--"who might, perhaps, speak very little English?"
7709Who the devil would?
7709Who''s else can he be? 7709 Who''s that?
7709Why naturally?
7709Why not allude to them?
7709Why not?
7709You do n''t like a foreigner and a Catholic?
7709You must have an Englishwoman?
7709You saw the emperor?
7709You speak of Madame di Negra? 7709 You will restore my fortune?"
7709Ah, is it that I then read but books, and now my knowledge has passed onward, and men contaminate more than books?
7709Ah,"said Randal, with a long- drawn breath, and recovering from his sudden enthusiasm,"about L20,000?
7709Am I not your daughter,--the descendant of men who never feared?"
7709And now, Frank, what say you-- would it not be well if I ran down to Hazeldean to sound your parents?
7709And who prizes the wise man if he fails?"
7709And who, amongst all your adorers, can offer you a lot so really enviable as the one whom, I see by your blush, you already guess that I refer to?"
7709And whom did you meet at Hazeldean?"
7709And you really believe you could smooth matters?"
7709And your father thinks that the squire may leave you a legacy?"
7709Any quarrel about tithes?"
7709Are you serious?"
7709But as to a profession, what is he fit for?
7709But as to the marchesa''s affections,"continued Frank, with a faltering voice,"do you really and honestly believe that they are to be won by me?"
7709But how is it instructive?"
7709But what Cimon would not be refined by so fair an Iphigenia?
7709But what can be your reason?
7709But who else has done so?"
7709But with such self- conquest, how is it that you can not contrive to live within the bounds of a very liberal allowance?"
7709But yet, would it not be better,"added Levy, with emphasis,"to borrow it without interest, of your friend L''Estrange?"
7709But you mean the loftiest?"
7709But you will let us know when he comes?"
7709By- the- by, what do you suppose the Hazeldean rental is worth-- net?"
7709Certainly, she is two or three years older than you; but if you can get over that misfortune, why not marry her?"
7709Could it be possible, if he obtained any interview with the signora, that he could win her affections?"
7709DALE.--"Is the author known yet?"
7709Do books help?"
7709Do n''t you see that it was for your sake only I feared, and would be cautious?"
7709Do you know the Count of Peschiera?"
7709Do you not trust your secret to me?"
7709FRANK.--"What?
7709Fatherless and motherless, whom had my childhood to love and obey but you?"
7709Good heavens, sir, does he mean to marry a Hindoo?"
7709Has he seen the girl yet?
7709Have you any other commands?"
7709Have you not sadly failed me in the task I imposed on your regard for my interests?
7709He has confided that which I told him this day?"
7709How can I know it now?
7709How can I think of farmyards when you talk of Frank''s marriage?
7709How can you talk such nonsense?
7709How dare you?"
7709How does one learn it?
7709How have I shown hatred?
7709How?"
7709How?"
7709Hum,--were you in your own room or the ante- room?"
7709I am curious to learn what?"
7709I can not say to the man who wooes me,''Will you pay the debts of the daughter of Franzini, and the widow of Di Negra?''"
7709I grant, sir, that I know the Count di Peschiera; but what has Dr. Riccabocca to do with the kinsman of so grand a personage?"
7709If not-- ah, he is of a character that perplexes me in all but his worldly ambition; and how can we foreigners influence him through THAT?"
7709In a word, have you been in earnest,--or have you not had some womanly pleasure in amusing yourself and abusing my trust?"
7709In what have I distrusted you?
7709Is it not some years since you first came to England on the mission of discovering these worthy relations of ours?
7709Is the squire not on good terms with his parson?
7709Italian!---that''s all, is it?"
7709Juliet, have you seen Jenny?
7709Leslie?"
7709Leslie?"
7709Let that content him; what more does he desire?
7709Meanwhile, if it be not impertinent, pray, where is Enlightenment marching to?"
7709Now, tell me, Giacomo, is this count really unprincipled and dangerous?
7709PARSON( overjoyed).--"Power!--the vulgarest application of it, or the loftiest?
7709PARSON( pricking up his ears).--"Eh?--what to?"
7709PARSON.--"How should they be read in order to help?"
7709PARSON.--"Pray, Mr. Leslie, what does intellectual power refined to the utmost, but entirely stripped of beneficence, most resemble?"
7709PARSON.--"So is the''Vicar of Wakefield;''yet what book more instructive?"
7709PARSON.--"What of?"
7709Pray, Sir, what knowledge is in power?"
7709RANDAL( in his turn interested and interrogative).--"What do you call the loftiest, and what the vulgarest?"
7709RANDAL( startled).--"Do you mean the Devil?"
7709RANDAL.--"Allow me to inquire if, had the kinsman no child, the Count di Peschiera would be legitimate and natural heir to the estates he holds?"
7709RANDAL.--"Does that thought suggest no danger to the child of the kinsman?"
7709RANDAL.--"Is it possible?
7709RANDAL.--"Miss Sticktorights?"
7709RANDAL.--"Must an author be handsome?"
7709RANDAL.--"Would you be as averse to such a notion as Mr. Hazeldean is?"
7709RICCABOCCA( startled).--"How?"
7709RICCABOCCA.--"He would-- What then?"
7709RICCOBOCCA.--"YOU come from London?
7709So Randal looked at him in surprise, and said,"Do you, Sir?---why?"
7709Surely you know too well the nature of your kinsman?"
7709Then retreating a step, but laying his hand on the exile''s shoulder, he added,"Need I say that your secret is safe with me?"
7709Then you would not listen to the count if he proposed some amicable compromise,--if, for instance, he was a candidate for the hand of your daughter?"
7709There''s no such painted good- for- nothing creature in Frank''s eye, eh?"
7709What can any instruction do more?
7709What did he say of me?"
7709What matters?
7709What were you saying about prejudices?"
7709What would become of Hamlet?
7709What would you?"
7709When do you want the L5,000?"
7709When shall we go?"
7709Where''s Jenny?
7709Who could have expected you?
7709Who ever thinks of Petrarch as the old, timeworn man?
7709Who so true, so good?"
7709Why do you take this interest in him?"
7709Why?"
7709Will you aid me then, yes or no?
7709You do not mean to imply that this man, infamous though he be, can contemplate the crime of an assassin?"
7709You go thither, you pretend to search the capital, the provinces, Switzerland,/que sais je/?
7709You have no designs upon that too?"
7709You know the Austrian policy is proverbially so jealous and tyrannical?"
7709You spoke of forestalling danger; what danger?
7709You trust to me now?"
7709You understand?"
7709Your master confides in you?
7709can you think so poorly of me?
7709do n''t you think it would be the best way?
7709is your master ill?"
7709quoth the squire, stopping short,--"what now?"
7709repeated Riccabocca, startled and conscience- stricken;"why do you say''trust''?
7709said the count, with a visible impatience;"is there anything in the attainment of your object that should render you indifferent to mine?
7709that snuffy, tiresome, prosy professor?
7709what, indeed, do I owe to you?
7709where?"
7709you are a handsome fellow, and your expectations are great-- why do n''t you marry some woman with money?"
7711/Que voulez- vous/?
7711A long step back-- and to what? 7711 About me, sir?"
7711Ah, Mother,said Leonard, sadly,"it is a long tale; you have heard the beginning, who can guess the end?"
7711Ah, the now is the grand question in life, the then is obsolete, gone by,--out of fashion; and now,/mon cher/, you come to ask my advice?
7711Am I not so?
7711And how, then, has what seems to me so obvious never occurred to you?
7711And in that case must the Government resign, sir?
7711And now,said Harley, rising, and with his candid, winning smile,"do you think we shall ever be friends?"
7711And she will accept Frank?
7711And these debts do n''t startle you?
7711And what avails it?
7711And when shall I see you again?
7711And where,said Randal, with an iron smile,"are the L20,000 you ascribe to me to come from?"
7711And why have you left your home in-----shire, and why this new change of name?
7711And you do n''t know the lady''s friends, or address?
7711Are you coming, there?
7711Are you serious?
7711Are you sure?
7711Before I speak of my business, tell me how you are,--better?
7711But how can I serve Riccabocca? 7711 But if the question at issue comes before the House, you will vote against it?"
7711But who is the man whom the fair Beatrice has thus honoured? 7711 But whom can the exile possibly have seen of birth and fortunes to render him a fitting spouse for his daughter?
7711But why lose me my heritage? 7711 Can not I go with Miss Digby?"
7711Did Frank tell you I was next of kin?
7711Did I not tell you?
7711Did he? 7711 Dinner?
7711Does it exist still? 7711 For him,--for whom?
7711For what sum?
7711Going to have a son,repeated Harley, looking very bewildered;"how do you know it is to be a son?"
7711Ha!--is this indeed so? 7711 Has Hazeldean consented to the post- obit?"
7711Have you any personal interest in the question?
7711He took my child- angel from me,said Leonard, with visible emotion;"and if she had not returned, where and what should I be now?
7711How can you suppose that I will hear of such a proposition? 7711 How can your woman eyes be so dull, and your woman heart so obtuse?"
7711How do you know that?
7711I-- when?
7711If Audley''s affairs are as you state, what can he do?
7711Is it possible,thought he as he spoke,"that a Randal Leslie could have charmed this grand creature?
7711La, my love,said the good Jemima,"that is not like you; you are not envious of her, poor girl?"
7711Mr. Hazeldean,said the latter, in a low tone,"will you come into the drawing- room?"
7711My dear Violante?
7711Nay, that can not be true, or why is it so popular?
7711Nay,she said,"your son and I are such old friends, how could you stand on ceremony with me?"
7711No other way?
7711Nor who recommended her to your wife?
7711Of what?
7711Of whom?
7711Oh,she said, clasping her hands,"is this true?
7711Pardon me a rude question; but what do you know of the world?
7711Perhaps you came with him from Italy?
7711Probably Lady Jane Horton?
7711Randal Leslie? 7711 Then what made you look so angry, my dear fellow?
7711There are others, then?
7711Well,said Dick, slowly,"I suppose he is pleasant, but make the best of it-- and still--""Still what, my dear Avenel?"
7711What are the numbers? 7711 What do women know about politics?
7711What is the alternative, sir? 7711 What is the sum?"
7711What is this?---an execution?
7711What passions? 7711 What was L''Estrange saying to you?"
7711What young man?
7711When? 7711 Where, in the loftiest houses of Europe, find a husband worthy of such a prize?"
7711Who doubts that? 7711 Why impossible, fair sceptic?"
7711Why should this young man have so sounded me as to Violante''s chance of losing fortune if she married, an Englishman?
7711Why that sigh, my dear mother?
7711Why? 7711 Why?"
7711Will he not?
7711Will you come with us?
7711Would a contest there cost very much?
7711You accept-- you accept me-- and of your own free will and choice?
7711You are a friend to the present ministers? 7711 You are his ward,--Lord L''Estrange''s?"
7711You are sure, then, that the Government will be outvoted?
7711You can not be serious? 7711 You do not love me?"
7711You do not remember it then,said Leonard to Helen, in accents of melancholy reproach,--"there where I saw you last?
7711You think we are right, Harley?
7711You, my dear Hazeldean? 7711 /A propos/, have you spoken to my father, as you undertook to do?
7711A blank, however, it has turned out, and the question becomes grave,--What are you to do?"
7711Ah, do you suppose that; all the while I have been conversing with you, I have not noticed the watchful gaze of Mr. Randal Leslie?
7711Am I a simpleton now?"
7711Am I so very-- very child- like?"
7711And if I did-- if I lost L10,000--what then?
7711And now what think you of Helen Digby?
7711And talking of that, shall I present you to my Jemima?"
7711And this word"brother,"once so precious and so dear, why did he shrink from it now; why could he not too say the sweet word"sister"?
7711And what was the answer he got?"
7711And who is your friend?
7711And why not come yourself?"
7711And you do not know her heart, then?
7711Any more wine?
7711Are you as kind as if she were the great heiress you believe Violante to be?"
7711Are you ashamed to retract?
7711Are you ill?"
7711Bertram?"
7711Besides, how live in the mean while?"
7711Better do it yourself; reason enough for it, that he has confided to you his hope, and asked you to help him; why should not you?
7711Burley?"
7711But I must again ask, Are you better now?"
7711But art thou quite sure that when thou hast tried to think thou hast always succeeded?
7711But do n''t you think Leonard and Miss Digby seem born for each other?
7711But do you know any of her relations or friends?
7711But for Frank Hazeldean''s mode of getting rid of the dross, when gone, what would be left to tell the tale?
7711But if Leonard had heard Dick Avenel, what would have been his amaze?
7711But the Bar does not seem to please you?"
7711But to leave the very day after your friend''s daughter comes as a guest!--what will she think of it?"
7711But what avails it?
7711But what do you know of him?
7711But what guarantee have I that this money will be paid, these estates made mine upon the conditions stipulated?"
7711But when I ask,''Is that your advice?''
7711But when he awoke the next morning, he said to himself,"What-- what will they say at the Hall?"
7711But why will you call me child?
7711But why would you be friends with me?"
7711But you really think I might come in for Lansmere,--against the L''Estrange interest, too, which must be strong there?"
7711But you would know the author of this book?
7711Can you not advance the requisite sum?"
7711Can you not understand that I wish for one minute to think that you are at home again under this roof?"
7711Can you suggest any mode of tracing this packet, if it came to her hands?"
7711Did you break your doll?"
7711Did you recognize no family likeness?--none in those eyes, Mother?"
7711Do you forget that I am engaged,--and of my own free will and choice?
7711Do you like him?"
7711Do you think he wears a toupet?
7711Do you?
7711FRANK( lazily).--"From whom?"
7711HARLEY.--"And what undeceived you?
7711HARLEY.--"Why, my dear Helen?"
7711HARLEY.--"YOU puzzle me: what can they be?"
7711HELEN( archly).--"Are you as absent as ever?"
7711Harley conversed with Helen.--"You are not sorry that Violante is coming to us?
7711Has not this ever occurred to you?"
7711Hast thou not often been duped by that pale visionary simulacrum of thought which goes by the name of revery?
7711Have I not seen you one; have I not held you in my arms?"
7711Hazeldean?"
7711He professes to like you, I suppose?"
7711How can I be mistaken?"
7711How can I raise such a sum?"
7711How does that stand?"
7711How have I become so?
7711How is that possible?"
7711How otherwise can I aid him?
7711How?"
7711I believed in her guilt-- and what could now avail her remorse, if remorse she felt?
7711I guess-- the young author?"
7711I ought to go down to the governor''s; but then if he gets into a passion, and refuses his consent, where am I?
7711I wonder why?"
7711If I wished to know the retreat of Dr. Riccabocca, in order to render him a great service, would you confide to me that secret?"
7711In order to rest and enjoy, what will content you?"
7711Into whose hands would it have fallen?
7711Is it from the cruelty natural to the female disposition?"
7711Is that the natural conduct of a lover?"
7711Is the home too mean?"
7711LEONARD( evading the word that implied so forbidden an affinity).--"Helen, will you grant me a favour?
7711Leonard, I think you would rejoice at an occasion to serve your old friends, Dr. Riccabocca and his daughter?"
7711Leslie?"
7711Love?"
7711May I know?"
7711May I?"
7711Might he calculate on reaping help by the bushel if he sowed it by the handful?
7711Miss Violante, is the doll to have blue eyes or black?"
7711Mrs.--why do you ask?"
7711Not Lord L''Estrange?"
7711Oh, sage in theory, why are you such a simpleton in action?"
7711Only""Only, you would say, I am going out of power, and you do n''t see the chance of my return?"
7711Peschiera has the property?"
7711RANDAL( with his soft hollow laugh).--"You mean borrowing money upon more than five per cent?"
7711Randal thought of that dry witticism in Gibbon,"Abu Rafe says he will be witness for this fact, but who will be witness for Abu Rafe?"
7711She had half a mind to reply,"Is that so strange?"
7711She took a book from the table as she spoke:"Have you seen this work?"
7711Should I not have to listen to regrets and hopes and fears that would prick sharp through my thin cloak of philosophy?
7711So Randal went on,"May I say what I have heard expressed with regard to you and your position-- in the streets, in the clubs?"
7711Sometimes those praises seem to ask ironically,"And what right hast thou to hope because thou lovest?
7711Such a sum-- for what?--for a mere piece of information?
7711The security too bad; what security?"
7711The sum is large, no doubt; it answers to me to give it to you; does it answer to you to receive it?"
7711The widow saw the smile, and catching Leonard by the arm, whispered,"But where before have you seen that pretty young lady?
7711Then that young man spoke truly?"
7711VIOLANTE( turning to Helen, and in a very low voice, resolved that Harley should not hear this time).--"We can guess why,--can we not?"
7711Was Lord L''Estrange really enamoured of the marchesa?
7711Was it sufficiently obvious that Levy counted on an adequate return?
7711Was there no lady well acquainted with Italian, and with whom, perhaps, for that very reason, your wife became familiar?"
7711Was this finesse compatible with Randal''s notions of Harley''s character?
7711What are you talking about?
7711What is the division?"
7711What right have I to such kindness, save my name of Leslie?"
7711What say you,--shall it be so?"
7711What say you?"
7711What will Jemima say?"
7711When does Almack''s open?"
7711Where was it likely Violante should go but to the Lansmeres?
7711Where, then, the danger?
7711Who would care for a fox''s brush if it had not been rendered a prize by the excitement of the chase?"
7711Who''s the man?
7711Whom, my Lord, except yourself?"
7711Why ca n''t you speak?"
7711Why not arrange that, out of this sum, your anticipative charge on the Casino property be paid at once?
7711Will we not?
7711Will you lay aside, for one minute, your shawl and bonnet?
7711Will you not arrange that he call on her?
7711Will you tell Peschiera where the young lady is, or shall I?
7711With such a rival what chance had he?
7711With the loss of that place, Randal lost all means of support, save what Audley could give him; and if Audley were in truth ruined?
7711Would he walk upstairs?
7711You can now tell us where the young lady is?"
7711You could not wish them to be mean enough to stay in?"
7711You have none?"
7711You know him?"
7711You would save me from disgrace, from a prison-- and what can I give you in return?
7711Your wife knew her?"
7711can you be surprised that I ask it?
7711exclaimed Harley;"again; thrice in one day!-- is this wound never to scar over?"
7711has nothing been said as to the division?"
7711mon cher/, do you think I am a blockhead?"
7711my dear fellow, what is the matter?
7711said the poor Frenchman, profoundly dejected;''and if so, where shall I spend my evenings?''"
7711that is the fair creature whom Leonard called his child- angel?
7712''Nothing can be better,''did you say, sir?
7712After all,thought he,"why not?
7712Am I such a mean miser as that? 7712 And good character?"
7712And what then?
7712And you feel sure that the squire can not be coaxed into consent?
7712And your own/protege/, this Vandal Leslie, whom you forbid me to dislike-- hard task!--what has he decided?
7712Are you speaking of the wife of a Hazeldean? 7712 Are you sure?"
7712Audley, my dear, dear Audley, is it you who speak to me thus? 7712 Ay, I understand,--the post- obit?"
7712But where was the honour when he betrayed his friend? 7712 But why?"
7712But you will be home before Jane and her husband Mark come? 7712 By your honour, sir?"
7712Come to write squibs for the election?
7712Consult my distant brother on the affairs of my own son?
7712Dale? 7712 Do you remember that when you first came to England, I told you that neither wedlock nor love had any lures for me?
7712Foiled with Madame di Negra?
7712Have you a grief, and under the shelter of my father''s roof,--a grief that you will not tell to me? 7712 Have you discovered those documents yet?"
7712Have you the packet? 7712 He dines with you at your hotel, Squire?
7712He? 7712 How harm?"
7712How?
7712I am sure he did; and no wonder, for she looks every inch a lady; and why should not she be my lady, after all?
7712I safe-- and from what?
7712Is Baron Levy still waiting?
7712Is she dying?
7712My dear marchesa,''I said he,are we then likely to be near connections?
7712Of her-- of whom?
7712Oh, Mr. Egerton, may I not say where you may find that father-- who he is?
7712Oh, has it come to this? 7712 Speak-- what is the matter?
7712Tablespoonful?
7712The Brent-- you know that brook? 7712 Under what strange taboo am I placed?"
7712Well, Levy, how shall it be?
7712What are you sighing and shaking your head for?
7712What is it I have heard? 7712 What is that?"
7712What is the matter? 7712 What lives ever?"
7712What of her? 7712 What of him?
7712Where are you going? 7712 Who is there?"
7712Why say six months?
7712Would the future Lady L''Estrange feel no jealousy of a guest so fair as you tell me this young signorina is? 7712 ''What''s become of your poor donkey?'' 7712 A part? 7712 Ah, Helen, if I am at times cold or wayward, bear with me-- bear with me; for you love me, do you not?
7712Ah, can I now ask you to save my son from the awful news, you yourself the sufferer?
7712Ah, is it possible?
7712Ah, where was Helen?
7712Alas?
7712And Mr. Dale, why should be reveal the dishonour of a family?
7712And can you seriously contemplate marriage with my young nephew, Frank Hazeldean?
7712And had he been Harley''s son, would not Harley have guessed it at once, and so guessing, have owned and claimed him?
7712And how never confide it to me?"
7712And if, in a few months, those seats were swept away-- were annihilated from the rolls of parliament-- where was he?
7712And stay, William: as to this foolish marriage with Madame di Negra,--who told you Frank meant to take such a step?"
7712And then what would be the feelings of the proud Egerton if his wife were excluded from that world whose opinion he so prized?
7712And was Harley L''Estrange a man capable of such wrong?
7712And what am I?
7712And what other opportunity can occur?
7712And what, Leonard-- what do you think had misled him?
7712And who are you, signor?
7712And would it not be right, at least, to learn the name of the child''s father?
7712And would you be in no danger yourself, my poor friend?"
7712Are you ill?"
7712BARON.--"Certainly, or how could you be induced to buy it up?
7712Bless me, do you see a ghost?"
7712Break what news; recover what shock?"
7712But Hate-- how detect, and how guard against it?
7712But my poor cousin( he was never a Solomon) has got hold, he says, of a homely-- homely--- What''s the word, Parson?"
7712But now, where is Hate?
7712But what can one do with a stomach that has not a rag of its coats left?
7712But what is your notion about Frank?
7712But where have you seen me?"
7712But who the teuce are these people?"
7712But why?
7712But you are busy?"
7712But you think you could talk her out of the Pope, and into the family pew?"
7712But, then, what harm does the hate do us?
7712Can it be possible?"
7712Can there be anything in such a theory?"
7712Come in; but be quiet, ca n''t you?
7712Could Audley say this?
7712Could he ever forgive you?"
7712Could she ever, ever again be, his child- angel?
7712Did Nora already discover this?
7712Did he not tell you so?"
7712Did not she know that?"
7712Did you ever feel the want of a home?"
7712Did you say there was no hope?"
7712Do they not make four?
7712Do you fear that your guardian would not consent?
7712Do you know so little of your father as to suppose that he will suffer his interest to dictate to his pride?
7712Do you really think Randal Leslie calculated for public life-- for a parliamentary career?"
7712Do you see those men?
7712Do you think this woman was unfeeling and inhuman?
7712Do you think, sir, that he ever knew-- ever saw-- my mother?"
7712EGERTON.--"Ay,--and how?"
7712Forgive me, but why is this wicked?
7712Had she not been too credulous, too hasty?
7712Has your emperor the heart of a man?"
7712Has your son displeased you?
7712Have you anything further to say?"
7712He had even said to himself,"And is it the child of these persons that I, Audley Egerton, must announce to the world as wife?"
7712He has signed a postobit?"
7712He inclined to confide to her the danger which her father had concealed; but had he the right to do so against her father''s will?
7712He is young, our friend Randal; eh, sir?"
7712He not consent?
7712He re- collected himself, and added, more coldly,"You would ask my opinion?
7712Helen, by the way, have you mentioned to Violante the bond between us?"
7712Hesitating still?
7712How answer the question,"Daughter, where and who is thy husband?"
7712How could she?
7712How could you suffer him to entertain an idea so wild?
7712How did he fulfil the trust?"
7712How did he raise the money?"
7712How is this?
7712How support his wife, whose return to him he always counted on, and whom it would then become him at all hazards to acknowledge?
7712How was this?
7712How, at his age, could he see the distinction between the Poetess and the Woman?
7712I hope the young gentleman in question is not in the hands of the Jews?"
7712I must first be wholly ruined before she can want; and if I were so, do you think I should not be by her side?"
7712I say, Parson"( whispering slyly),"if a small dose of what hurt the captain is to cure him, do n''t you think the proper thing would be a-- legacy?
7712I shall either obtain a seat, be secure from a jail, have won field for my energies, or--""Or what?"
7712I shall hear from you then?"
7712I understand,--my money or my borough?"
7712I, who have made such sacrifices,--actually doubts whether I, Audley Egerton, an English gentleman, could have been base enough to--""What?"
7712I-- arbiter of my father''s destinies?
7712If so, what would become of him?
7712In what respect?"
7712Is he a foreigner too?"
7712Is it because he is below you in birth?"
7712Is it possible?"
7712Is it possible?"
7712Is it that bowing, grateful dependent; is it that soft- eyed Amaryllis?
7712Is she such a woman as a plain country gentleman would like his only son to marry-- ay or no?"
7712It might be necessary to admit into partnership some other monster capitalist-- What then?
7712LEONARD.--"But did his books teach him to burn ricks and smash machines?"
7712LEONARD.--"Nay, sir, would not that be a great liberty?"
7712LEVY.--"Ay; will she not be in want of some pecuniary supplies?"
7712Mark the Poet?"
7712May I ask his name?"
7712Mr. Egerton is the Blue candidate, and the Blues are the Country Party; therefore how can he be a Lonnoner?
7712My Lord, the young one, took me by the hand so kindly the other day, and said,''Have not you heard from her-- I mean Miss Avenel-- lately?''
7712My nephew, Frank Hazeldean, proposes to marry Madame di Negra against his father''s consent?
7712Oh, how will he bear it; how recover the shock?
7712Oh, that foolish fancy of yours about my young Lord?
7712PESCHTERA.--"And your father, since then, has taught you to hate this fancied foe?"
7712Property-- property?
7712RANDAL.--"Are you going to Madame di Negra''s?
7712RANDAL.--"I trust I shall hear the result of your interview?
7712Randal and the gentleman exchanged a hasty whisper, and the former then exclaimed,"What, Mr. Hazeldean, have you just left your brother''s house?
7712SQUIRE( leaving Randal''s arm and seizing Levy''s).--"Were you speaking of Frank Hazeldean?"
7712SQUIRE.--"Are there?
7712SQUIRE.--"Can I see the deed with my own eyes?"
7712SQUIRE.--"Did you or did you not tell me or Mrs. Hazeldean that Frank was in love with Violante Rickeybockey?"
7712SQUIRE.--"Where-- what-- where?
7712Shall I not accompany you?
7712Shall I see him, or her?
7712She is of good family?"
7712She sunk her voice into a whisper:"How could Leonard fail to be dear to you,--dear as you to him,--dearer than all others?"
7712So you have thought of my little discourse on Knowledge, have you?"
7712Some public matter-- some parliamentary bill that may affect your property?"
7712Still silent?
7712Surely your name''s Hazeldean?"
7712THE BARON( with a forced laugh).--"Perhaps to defend yourself against the actions you apprehend from me?"
7712That is true, is it not?"
7712The captain now, highly disgusted that so much attention was withdrawn from his own case, asked in a querulous voice,"And as to diet?
7712The world thrives with you, eh?
7712Then, quietly seating himself on the bench beside her, he looked into her eyes, and resumed,--"Doubtless you have heard of the Count di Peschiera?"
7712They fell to the ground with a dumb, moaning, sighing sound.--"What is that?"
7712Thou art no poet-- why deem that life itself can be a poem?"
7712To ask a poor sick gentleman how he is?
7712VIOLANTE( twining her arm round Helen''s waist).--"How have I wounded you,--how offended?
7712VIOLANTE.--"But why will you not tell me more of that early time?
7712VIOLANTE.--"I, Count?
7712VIOLANTE.--"Take the child Beatrice from Dante''s life, and should we have a Dante?
7712Very natural, I dare say; but Lord, sir, what do you think has happened?
7712Was all the iron of his mind worth one grain of the gold she had cast away in Harley''s love?
7712We should have consented to Violante; why not to her?
7712Well, what did he say had become of the donkey?"
7712Were there touches by which conjecture grew certainty; and he recognized, through the lapse of years, the boy- lover in his own generous benefactor?
7712What complaint more repeated and more touching than"that it is growing dark"?
7712What could they do?
7712What do you say?"
7712What ghost can the churchyard yield to us like the writing of the dead?
7712What if Nora were married after all?
7712What is a poet''s genius but the voice of its emotions?
7712What is the name of your doctor?"
7712What made his heart stand still, and the blood then rush so quickly through his veins?
7712What more frequent than a prayer to open the shutters and let in the sun?
7712What now is to be done?"
7712What on?
7712What passed within him during the minute he stayed there who shall say?
7712What shall I have for dinner?"
7712What the deuce is the matter with the ravens?"
7712What wise man denied that two and two made four?
7712What would you have me do?"
7712What, till then, had Harley L''Estrange been to Violante?
7712When Audley pressed her heart to his own, could he comprehend one finer throb of its beating?
7712When could the marriage be proclaimed?
7712When is the marriage to be?"
7712Where does the wench live?
7712Wherefore such emotion?"
7712Which of the two suffered the most?
7712Which of these motives can urge Madame di Negra to marry Mr. Frank Hazeldeani?"
7712Who could heed the strong hearty man in such a moment?
7712Who ever sees its face?
7712Who the devil is he?"
7712Who was this boy?
7712Who would confide to a woman things in which she could do nothing, except to tease one the more?"
7712Who?
7712Why did he seize upon those papers with so tremulous a hand, then lay them down, pause, as if to nerve himself, and look so eagerly again?
7712Why must it not be?
7712Why not die before?"
7712Why should I not take him up, too, when his grandmother was a Hazeldean?
7712Why should he thrust his long nose into my family affairs?
7712Why was the object presented to us?
7712Why were we detained in the shadowy procession by a thing that would have been so commonplace had it not been so lone?
7712Why, then, if this man were to buy the contrivance you speak of, it would injure you?"
7712Will that gentleman take a chair?"
7712With an unobservant bow to the visitors, he went straight to the patient, and asked,"How go the symptoms?"
7712Would you believe it?
7712Yet who ever saw them flow?
7712You are weeping?"
7712You can fear Harley-- Lord L''Estrange?
7712You can not forget Sprott?"
7712You have seen him?"
7712You have seen it?"
7712You never heard tell of her, did you, sir?"
7712You weep; lean on me, whisper to me; why-- why is this?
7712You will stand for Lansmere?"
7712You, my school friend, my life''s confidant,--you?"
7712Your wife, then, does not know the exact state of your affairs?"
7712do they know of your marriage?"
7712do you want money?
7712exclaimed Leonard,"are you speaking of John Burley?"
7712exclaimed the curate, in benevolent alarm; no illness here, I hope?"
7712he said falteringly,"so it is you, whom I warmed at my hearth, who are to ruin Richard Avenel?"
7712interrupted Levy,"to deceive your friend L''Estrange?
7712is that the man who knows my son''s affairs?
7712the young fellow we are talking of?
7712to remember the Bond Street Lounger and his incomparable generation?
7712what do I care for either now?"
7712what does property matter, when a man is struck down at his own hearth?
7712what is another pang?"
7712what is this?
7712what of her?
7712what, the debt he paid for that woman?
7712your mother?--Nora?"
7713Ah, if Leonard''s sole offence had been what you appear to deem it, do you think I could feel resentment? 7713 Ah,"cried Randal, drawing a long breath--"ah, what do I hear?"
7713Am I grown so mean?
7713And Leonard-- whom I remember in my childhood-- you have forgiven him?
7713And Mr. Leonard Fairfield will, therefore, I presume, continue the contest?
7713And do not his affairs necessitate his serious and undivided attention?
7713And do you dare to talk to me thus, and yet pretend to love me?
7713And does the duke yet know of his recall?
7713And has interfered, and trifled, and promised, Heaven knows what, ever since: yet to what end? 7713 And has she not gone to her father''s?
7713And he?
7713And might I now ask your Lordship for one word of explanation?
7713And the bulk of your father''s property is unentailed; Mr. Hazeldean might disinherit you?
7713And was Mr. Leslie acquainted with your project for securing the person and hand of your young kinswoman?
7713And why?
7713And would Mr. Leslie have benefited by any portion of that sum?
7713And you think his nephew will be withdrawn? 7713 And your election is quite safe, eh?
7713Any fresh hints as to Lansmere?
7713Are we then to understand, Mr. Leslie, that your intention is not to resign?
7713Are you in pain?
7713Are you satisfied, Monsieur le Comte,said Harley,"with your atonement so far?
7713Are you still so severe on me?
7713Attachment,/pazzie!/ Whom has she seen? 7713 Ay, any other of my friends!--What friends?"
7713Ay,said the captain,"what became of Randal Leslie?
7713Ay; but you are not indifferent?
7713Baron Levy,said Harley, abruptly,"if I have forgiven Mr. Egerton, can not you too forgive?
7713Be thee my grandson?
7713Because I can not talk trash vulgar enough for a mob? 7713 But Leonard did not deceive you?"
7713But does Leonard wish to come into parliament?
7713But how did he know that? 7713 But why call yourself a/parvenu/?
7713But why not employ the police?
7713But you have not done?
7713But you will not think too sternly of what is past? 7713 But, Marchesa, this can not be; and--""Beatrice, Beatrice-- and me!--our betrothal?
7713But, tell me, do you think better of her than of her brother?
7713But,faltered Leonard, fear mingling with the conjectures these words called forth--"but is it that Lord L''Estrange would not consent to our union?
7713But,said Frank, a little bewildered,"if I go to my lodgings, how can I watch the count?"
7713But,said a grave and prudent Committee- man,"have we really the choice?
7713Can so short a time alter one thus? 7713 Can you not induce my father to see her?
7713Caucuses?
7713Certainly; and if you can not get in your friend, who can? 7713 Did I hear your name aright?
7713Did I? 7713 Did you not tell me,"answered Harley,"to strive against such remembrances,--to look on them as sickly dreams?
7713Do I disturb you, sir?
7713Do you ask such a question? 7713 Do you know the Marchesa di Negra?"
7713Do you live so far?
7713Do you note,said Audley, whispering,"how Harley sprang forward when the fair Italian came in sight?
7713Do you see him familiarly, converse with him often?
7713Does he request you to do so in his letter? 7713 Dread it?
7713Eh? 7713 Father, must it be so?
7713Fools-- how?
7713From Mr Leslie, and-- and--"Go on; why falter?
7713From no one else?
7713From the squire?
7713Glad to hear it; and if you do come into parliament, I hope you''ll not turn your back on the land?
7713Has my client, Mr. Egerton, authorized you to request of me that disclosure?
7713Has not Mr. Leslie received from the squire an answer to that letter of which you informed me?
7713Has she not seen some one, and lately, whom she prefers to poor Frank?
7713Have you discovered no trace, my Lord? 7713 Have you forgiven Helen?"
7713Have you no feelings of compassion for my son that is to be? 7713 He knew she had left a son, too?"
7713His affairs? 7713 His return would really grieve you so much?"
7713How can you support all the painful remembrances which the very name of my antagonist must conjure up?
7713How can you talk with such coolness of your friend? 7713 How is this?"
7713How long is it since he bought this yacht?
7713How? 7713 I understand then, Mr. Leslie, that you scornfully reject such a supposition?"
7713Indeed?
7713Is it because you can not love me?
7713Is it that I am grown hateful to you; is it merely that you see my love and would discourage it? 7713 Is it you who thus speak of Lord L''Estrange?
7713Is she not changed-- your friend?
7713Is there no choice, no escape?
7713Is this my son,--this my gentle Harley?
7713Levy,said the statesman, abruptly, upon the entrance of the baron,"have you betrayed my secret-- my first marriage-- to Lord L''Estrange?"
7713May I speak with you?
7713Miss Sticktorights?
7713Mr. Hazeldean-- what? 7713 My dear Hazeldean, you will take my advice, will you not?"
7713My dear Mr. Dale,cried Leonard, transported,"you make me that promise?"
7713Nay,said he,"is that ALL?
7713Not by union with your brother?
7713Now, Mr. Leslie, what do you advise next?
7713Now,--and here, my Lord?
7713Of Madame di Negra? 7713 Of whom do you speak thus?"
7713On the terms I mentioned to your Lordship?
7713Perhaps you inquired of my friend, Mr. Egerton? 7713 Poole,"said he,"have you nothing that warms a man better than this?"
7713Prouder of him who may shame us all yet?
7713Rather what could I do without parliament? 7713 Rickeybockey a duke?
7713So then,said Harley,"Mr. Leslie assured you of Madame di Negra''s affection, when you yourself doubted of it?"
7713The squire?
7713To you? 7713 To- morrow?
7713True, my Audley,--you and I together-- when did we ever lose? 7713 Until you have cherished revenge?
7713Was any such compact made between your Lordship and myself, when you first gave me your interest and canvassed for me in person?
7713Was not your youthful admiration for poor Nora evident to me? 7713 We may differ from his politics, but who can tell us those of Mr. Leslie?
7713Well kept, eh? 7713 Well, Leslie, what report of the canvass?"
7713Well, my Lord, do you comprehend this conduct on the part of Richard Avenel? 7713 What I was-- or what I am?
7713What could we do in parliament without you?
7713What do you mean?
7713What have you to say to me?
7713What infernal treachery is this?
7713What is this? 7713 What is this?"
7713What of her? 7713 What secret?"
7713What shall not be?
7713What so natural, Baron Levy,--his own brother- in- law?
7713What the deuce have you got to do with the general election?
7713What the deuce is Egerton to you?
7713What the devil is that placard?
7713What trick is this?
7713What was the fate of her who seemed so fresh from heaven when these eyes beheld her last? 7713 Where?"
7713Who can judge,thought Harley,"through what modes retribution comes home to the breast?
7713Who can see you, and not do so? 7713 Who could ever count on popular caprice?
7713Why are you so cruel?
7713Why do you not speak? 7713 Why not?"
7713Wife, wife, Nora had no son, had she? 7713 Would he have that audacity?"
7713Would you have felt no desire for revenge? 7713 Would your Lordship condescend to see them?"
7713You accept? 7713 You dread that so much then?"
7713You have no brothers nor sisters,--no relation, perhaps, after your parents, nearer to you than your excellent friend Mr. Randal Leslie?
7713You think with me, that the chance of my success-- is good?
7713You wish for the presence of Frank Hazeldean? 7713 You wish your father to see her?
7713You would know my history?
7713You would save him from ruin? 7713 You!--and here-- Violante?
7713Young Leslie has spoken to you?
7713Young man, can you hesitate?
7713''Never loved you''?
7713''Your brother?''
7713--(I have well played my part, have I not?)
7713A very good revenge still left to you; but revenge for what?
7713Act thus-- and what, in the future, is left to me?"
7713After each irregular and spasmodic effort, the pen drops from his hand, and he mutters,"But to what end?
7713Ah, child, what mean you?
7713Ah, is that young Hazeldean?
7713Ah, perhaps his interest in Egerton''s election?"
7713Ah, your countenance owns it; you have seen Peschiera?
7713All this time were you aware that Audley Egerton had been the lover of Leonora Avenel?"
7713Am I not right here?
7713Am I not right?"
7713And I had just arrived in England, was under his mother''s roof, had not then once more seen you; and-- and-- what could I answer?
7713And Violante--""Will have nothing, I suppose?"
7713And as for that/petit monsieur/, do you think I could quietly contemplate my own tool''s enjoyment of all I had lost myself?
7713And for your sake--""You''ll not oppose Egerton?"
7713And if you have written your best, let it be ever so bad, what can any man of candour and integrity require more from you?
7713And my little jobs-- the private bills?"
7713And the same kind friend?--who is related to you, did you say?"
7713And what more terrible?
7713And where lies the vessel?"
7713And whom did fate select to discover the wrongs of the mother, whom appoint as her avenger?
7713And you have left him still indignant and unhappy?"
7713And your wish is to resign?"
7713Are you sure of that?"
7713Are you sure?"
7713At each word of tenderness, my heart would say,''How long will this last; when will the deception come?''
7713At those words, what answer could I give,--I, who owe you so much more than a daughter''s duty?
7713Be able to account for every hour of your time--""An alibi?"
7713Besides, how else can I deliver Violante?"
7713Besides, if they are paid beforehand, query, is it quite sure how they will vote afterwards?"
7713Both the law and commonsense pre- suppose some motive for a criminal action; what could be my motive here?
7713But I wish to see you provided for; and I could offer you something, only it seems, at first glance, so beneath--""Beneath what?"
7713But are you sure that he still lives?
7713But do you know what I should have been, had I not been born the natural son of a peer?
7713But does he love her?
7713But how and why can the count have left England after accepting a challenge?
7713But how, as Egerton''s representative, escape from the continuous gripes of those horny hands?
7713But if you would strike the rival, must you not wound the innocent son?
7713But if your nephew retires?"
7713But is not Harley, is not Lord L''Estrange one whose opinion you have cause to esteem?
7713But it is well, Randal, that you are secure of Hazeldean''s money and the rich heiress''s hand; otherwise--""Otherwise, what?"
7713But perhaps--"EGERTON.--"Perhaps what?"
7713But what think you, meanwhile, of this proposal?
7713But when the heart closes over its own more passionate sorrow, who can discover, who conjecture?
7713But where are Avenel and Fairfield?"
7713But whither, if not to Norwood,--oh, whither?
7713But who could foresee the turn things would take?
7713But why not write to the squire?"
7713But will you rise?
7713But, it has been asked,''Are poets fit for the business of senates?
7713But, now I think of it, did not Squire Hazeldean promise you his assistance in this matter?"
7713But-- but-- who can credit it?
7713By all that you hold most sacred in your creed, did you speak the truth when you said that you never loved me?"
7713CAXTON.--"What so clear?
7713Can I hear of your distinction, and not remember it?
7713Can she have gone to the marchesa''s house?"
7713Can we say as much of the portraits of Lawrence?
7713Can you be more sensitive than I?"
7713Can you guess what I should have been if Nora Avenel had been my wife?
7713Could I have foreseen this when we two orphans stood by the mournful bridge,--so friendless, so desolate, and so clinging each to each?
7713DALE.---"How, how?
7713DALE.---"May I assume at once that you have divined the parentage of the young man you call Fairfield?
7713Dale?"
7713Did he repent and reform?"
7713Did you not detect a fearful irony under his praises, or is it but-- but- my conscience?"
7713Did you speak to her of Madame di Negra?"
7713Did you understand from Mr. Randal Leslie that he had opposed or favoured the said marriage,--that he had countenanced or blamed the said post- obit?"
7713Do n''t you hear the newspaper vendors crying out''Great News, Dissolution of Parliament''?"
7713Do you forget me?"
7713Do you know of any motive of self- interest that could have actuated Mr. Leslie in assisting the count''s schemes?"
7713Do you like my proposition?"
7713Do you mean that they are seriously embarrassed?
7713Do you think I should tell such a lie?
7713Does he?"
7713Does not that rest with the Yellows?
7713Duke, Duke, I put it to your own knowledge of mankind whoever goes thus against his own interest-- and-- and his own heart?"
7713EGERTON.--"DO you really feel that your intended marriage will bestow on you the happiness, which is my prayer, as it must be your mother''s?"
7713Eh, my Lord?"
7713For what interest, what object?"
7713For what is real life?
7713For what?
7713Frank?
7713From whom?"
7713Gentlemen, are you ready?
7713HARLEY.--"Ay, and what of?"
7713HARLEY.--"But can you not dispel the dream?"
7713HARLEY.--"Why?"
7713HARLEY.--"Would his hostility to me lower him in your opinion?
7713HELEN.--"Oh, Lord L''Estrange, how can you speak thus; how so wrong yourself?
7713Had I said to you what I knew( but not till after her death), as to her relations with Audley Egerton--""Well?
7713Had not Leonard spoken of Violante, and with such praise?
7713Had not his boyhood been passed under her eyes?
7713Harley had said that Madame di Negra had generous qualities; and who but Madame di Negra would write herself a kinswoman, and sign herself"Beatrice"?
7713Harley inclined his head, and the parson passed him by, and left him alone,--startled indeed; but was he softened?
7713Harley''s breast heaved, he waved his hand; the parson resumed,"Whom could I suspect but you?
7713Harley''s face seemed so unusually cheerful as he rejoined the Italians, that the duke exclaimed,--"A despatch from Vienna?
7713Harley, do you deceive us?"
7713Has he left town, and without telling me?"
7713Has he left town?"
7713Has not freedom bred anarchy, and religion fanaticism?
7713Have I not the keenest interest to do so?"
7713Have you called?"
7713Have you kept your promise?"
7713Have you never felt the efficacy of prayer?"
7713He advised you to borrow on a post- obit, and probably shared the loan with you?"
7713He can not be this foe?
7713He had once doubted if Harley were the object of her love; yet, after all, was it not probable?
7713He is ambitious, worldly, has no surplus of affection at the command of his heart--"HARLEY.--"Is it Randal Leslie you describe?"
7713He?"
7713Hope he relieves your mind?"
7713How are the numbers?
7713How are you to serve my father, how restore him to his country?
7713How can I be so, when my whole future career may depend on it?"
7713How can I leave the place till then?"
7713How can I stay?
7713How can you know your own mind in such a matter?
7713How could Levy betray you?
7713How could he attack Dick Avenel,--he who counted upon Dick Avenel to win his election?
7713How could he exasperate the Yellows, when Dick''s solemn injunction had been,"Say nothing to make the Yellows not vote for you"?
7713How-- how could Leonard do anything that seems hostile to you?"
7713How?"
7713I ask you, then, respectfully, Baron Levy, Is not Mr. Egerton''s health much broken, and in need of rest?"
7713I can not bear to contemplate even the possibility of-- of--""My death?
7713I do but suspect yours; will you make it clear to me?"
7713I have your promise, then, and you will send me your address?"
7713I thought you had returned to Hazeldean with our friend the squire?"
7713If I could forget what I have owed to him, should I not remember what he has done for you?
7713If I say to my grandchildren,''Do n''t drink that sour stuff, which the sun itself fills with reptiles,''does that prove me a foe to sound sherry?
7713If he be your son, and Helen Digby be your ward,--she herself an orphan, dependent on your bounty,--why should they be severed?
7713If he know that I am his rival, does not rivalry include hate?"
7713If she has indeed fled from me, need I say that my suit will be withdrawn at once?
7713If you grant me nothing else, will you give me the obedience which the ward owes to the guardian, the child to the parent?"
7713If your bride''s father be satisfied, what right have I to doubt?
7713Is it I whom you seek?
7713Is it not so?"
7713Is it so long since she died?
7713Is it so, then?"
7713Is it so?"
7713Is it so?"
7713Is not even the convent open to me?
7713Is not such silence pardonable in a mother?
7713Is not the heart pure?"
7713Is not this rather what you call-- humbug?"
7713Is not your Lordship too sanguine?"
7713Is she not coming back to us?
7713Is she not in Curzon Street?"
7713Is that it?"
7713Is that so?"
7713Is that the date?
7713Is the election as safe as they say?"
7713Is the marriage that was to be between her and Frank broken off?"
7713Is there anything in our past acquaintance that warrants me to believe that, instead of serving me, you sought but to serve yourself?
7713Is this anger merely to punish an offender and to right the living,--for who can pretend to right the dead?
7713It was a sacrifice of inclination to begin the contest; it would be now a sacrifice of inclination to withdraw?"
7713Just, too, when there is a reasonable probability that we can afford a son?"
7713Leslie?"
7713Leslie?"
7713Leslie?"
7713Leslie?"
7713Lives there a man or a woman so dead to self- love as to say,''What contemptible stuff is-- MY Novel''?
7713MR. DALE( indignantly).--"Oh, my Lord, how can you so disguise your better self?
7713Meanwhile, can you tell me the number of one Baron Levy?
7713Might there not have been strife between you, danger, bloodshed?
7713Nay, more, if that young Harpagon were Alphonso''s son- inlaw, could the duke have a whisperer at his ear more fatal to my own interests?
7713Not Dale?"
7713Now, Baron Levy''s number?"
7713Now, Baron Levy, will you go into your strong closet and hang yourself, or will you grant me my very moderate conditions?
7713Now, my Lord, will you give me your arm?
7713Now, what do I here longer?
7713Oh, might not your consent to such a marriage( if known before your recall) jeopardize your cause?
7713Oh, why will you turn from me; why will you not speak?"
7713Oh, you believe me, do you not?
7713Oh, you wish to bring in Mr. Leslie?
7713On the other side, grant that there is no bar to your preference for Leonard Fairfield, what does your choice present to you?
7713Or is there not some private hate that stirs and animates and confuses all?"
7713Or of what do you speak?
7713PISISTRATUS( amazed).--"How is that, sir?"
7713PISISTRATUS.--"What remains to do?"
7713Perhaps you met Lord L''Estrange by the way?
7713Pray speak; what do you know?"
7713RANDAL.--"Are you serious?"
7713RANDAL.--"But surely your nephew''s sense of gratitude to you would induce him not to go against your wishes?"
7713RANDAL.--"But why should Mr. Fairfield retire because Lord L''Estrange wounds his feelings?
7713Riccabocca?"
7713See, I lay my head upon your breast, I put my arms around you; and now, can you reason me into misery?"
7713Shall I ring the bell for your servant?"
7713Should we go at once to the house, and, by the help of the police, force an entrance, and rescue your daughter?
7713Surely his honour is engaged to it?"
7713Surely in Leonard Fairfield you have long since recognized the son of Nora Avenel?"
7713Suspicious that, my clear sage?"
7713Thank you, sir, humbly; but I''d rather lean on my old woman,--I''m more used to it; and-- wife, when shall we go to Nora?"
7713That young man, too, who is he?
7713That''s the way to do business,--eh, my Lord?"
7713The count touched the arm of the musing usurer,"J''ai bien joue mon role, n''est ce pas?"
7713The innocent saved, the honest righted, the perfidious stricken by a just retribution,--and then-- what then?
7713Then a hoarse voice said,"Do n''t you know me, Oliver?
7713They tell me he is one of the Avenels,--a born Blue; is it possible?"
7713This is all you have to say to me?"
7713To each question,"Whom do you vote for?"
7713True, I here anticipate the observation I see Squills is about to make--"SQUILLS.--"I, Sir?"
7713Until I myself sanction that suit, will you promise not to recall in any way the rejection which, if I understand you rightly, you have given to it?"
7713VIOLANTE.--"Ought I to hear this of one whom-- whom--"HARLEY.---"One whom your father obstinately persists in obtruding on your repugnance?
7713Very well, sir, taking these assumptions for granted, what is it you demand from me on behalf of this young man?"
7713Was I ever so fair as this?
7713Was he sure even of that consolation?
7713Was it not the same who reared, sheltered your sister orphan?
7713Was it so?
7713Was the hearth to be solitary no more?
7713We may differ from the politician, but who would not feel proud of the senator?
7713We shall have the current against us; but you and I together-- when did we ever lose?"
7713Well, but to come back to the point: Whom do you think I mean by the pretty girl?"
7713Well, what then will you do?"
7713Were I free, would it be to trust my fate again to falsehood?
7713Were they to be rivals in the same arena of practical busy life?
7713What ails you?"
7713What brought him to you?
7713What can she be saying to Mr. Egerton?
7713What cause here for duels?
7713What could he do?
7713What could such courtesies in Lord L''Estrange portend?
7713What did it signify if a speech failed, provided the election was secure?
7713What do you say to marrying?"
7713What do you take me for?"
7713What does this mean?
7713What had he to dread?
7713What hitch is this, my dear Avenel?"
7713What is a home without the smile of woman?
7713What is all this about our fair Italian guest?
7713What is your answer to my question?"
7713What is your object?"
7713What made him delay so long?
7713What might not happen in the interval between Peschiera''s visit to the house and his appearance with his victim on the vessel?
7713What of?
7713What other friends has she, what relations?"
7713What possible interest could I serve in that?"
7713What so easy?
7713What strange fascination can he possess, that he should thus bind to him the two men I value most,--Audley Egerton and Alphonso di Serrano?
7713What then?
7713What think you, by the way, of Audley Egerton?"
7713What thoughts did the visit of Richard Avenel bequeath to Harley?
7713What was her object, then, in deceiving not only you, but myself?
7713What were the ruined hall and its bleak wastes, without that hope which had once dignified the wreck and the desert?
7713What will your parish do without you?"
7713What would that prove?
7713What''s the man''s name?
7713What, my Lord, you hesitate,--you feel ashamed to confide to your dearest friend a purpose which his mind would condemn?
7713When may I tell her the truth?"
7713Where shall I find Lord Spendquick?"
7713Where''s my old woman?
7713Wherefore?"
7713Which, then, of the two candidates do you choose as your member,--a renowned statesman, or a beardless boy?
7713Who but Violante could be the rival?
7713Who knows but you may run together in the same harness?
7713Whose spirits would not rise high, whose wits would not move quick to the warm pulse of his heart?"
7713Why are you so pale; why tremble?"
7713Why did you name him?"
7713Why did you not confide to me frankly the state of his affairs?"
7713Why do I resolve upon revenge?
7713Why do you ask?"
7713Why do you indulge in that melancholy doubt as to the time when I may see you again?"
7713Why give reputation to-- John Smith?"
7713Why not go abroad?
7713Why not?
7713Why should we deprive ourselves of that pleasure?"
7713Why should you be indebted at all to that Baron Levy?
7713Why shrink?
7713Why so eager to leave it?
7713Why the devil did not I know it before?
7713Why then do I hate and curse my foe?
7713Why this?"
7713Why, people would say that Audley Egerton has been-- a solemn lie; eh, my father?"
7713Why?
7713Why?
7713Will that satisfy you?"
7713Will they not be writing sonnets to Peggy and Moggy, when you want them to concentrate their divine imagination on the details of a beer bill?''
7713Will you be a friend to me?
7713Will you consent, at least, to take counsel of Mr. Audley Egerton?
7713Will you meet me, an hour after noon, in the lane, just outside the private gate of your gardens?
7713Will you still reject me for Leonard Fairfield?
7713Would his hate or hostility to me affect your sentiments towards him?"
7713Would that life not scare away the genius forever?
7713Would that surprise you?"
7713Would they vote Blue?
7713Would they vote Yellow?
7713Would you forgive me, if I failed to do so?"
7713Would you not counsel him to do so?"
7713You can not dream of revenge,--risk Audley''s life or your own?"
7713You discovered the trace?
7713You falter; go on; had you done so?"
7713You have been with Lord L''Estrange?"
7713You have left him comforted, happier?"
7713You have not dared to pray since?
7713You know Emanuel Trout, the captain of the Hundred and Fifty''Waiters on Providence,''as they are called?"
7713You lent yourself to that, too?
7713You put the house at my disposal, and allow me to invite Egerton, of course, and what other guests I may please; in short, you leave all to me?"
7713You really are amazingly clever; but how comes it you do n''t speak better?
7713You remember Leonard Fairfield, your antagonist in the Battle of the Stocks?"
7713You spoke of revenge?"
7713You understand?
7713You understand?"
7713Your reception- rooms above are, doubtless, a model to all decorators?"
7713and I say, my dear, dear boy, I can not find out where Frank is, but it is really all off with that foreign woman, eh?"
7713are you going already?"
7713cried the squire, also gazing on Randal''s cowering eye and quivering lip,"what are you afraid of?"
7713does he then so grieve that Helen prefers another?"
7713false?
7713how have they been spent?
7713how is that?
7713humbug, eh?"
7713is it possible?
7713on what, whom with?"
7713said Randal, alarmed;"then, after all, I can hope for no support from you?"
7713said Randal, forced into speech, and with a hollow laugh--"afraid?--I?
7713said she, with her tender, melodious voice;"or can I serve you as you would serve me?"
7713so full of mysterious and profound emotions, which our ancestors never knew!---will those emotions be understood by our descendants?
7713the first time you come to the poet with the baker''s bill, where flies the Ideal?
7713what has happened?
7713what then?
7713what?"
7713will you not give me this hand to guide me again into the paradise of my youth?
7713you turn against me?"
7713you, too, condemn me, and unheard?"