Evan Harrington, Volume 2

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Bradbury & Evans, 1861 - English fiction - 302 pages
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Page 77 - WTe must not pray for vengeance. It is sinful. Providence will inflict that. Always know that Providence is quite sure to. It comforts exceedingly " Oh, that Strike were altogether in the past tense ! No knowing what the Duke might do — a widower and completely subjugated. It makes my bosom bound. The man tempts me to the wickedest Frenchy ideas. There ! " We progress with dear venerable Mrs. Bonner.
Page 103 - exclaimed the frenzied Countess, louder than she intended. Alas! it was almost a democratic outcry they made her guilty of ; but she was driven past patience. And as a further provocation, Evan would open his eyes. She laid her handkerchief over them with loving delicacy, remembering in a flash that her own face had been all the while exposed to Mr. George Uploft ; and then the terrors of his presence at Beckley Court came upon her...
Page 231 - John Raikes, in the curricle, helped to make the powdered gentlemen aware of a sarcasm, and one, with no little dignity, replied that they were not lords. " Are ye judges ? " "We are not." " Oh ! Then come and hold my donkey.
Page 56 - After a sharp stretch, the horse fell to a canter, and then trotted slowly, and allowed Polly to finish. " So Miss Rose was standing sidewaj'S to the glass, and she turned her neck, and just as I'd said ' snip,' I saw her saying it in the glass ; and you never saw anything so funny. It was enough to make anybody laugh ; but Miss Rose, she seemed as if she couldn't forget how ugly it had made her look. She covered her face with her hands, and she shuddered ! It is a word — snip ! that makes you...
Page 124 - The light of his age. The embodied protest against our social prejudice. Combine — say, Mirabeau and Alcibiades, and the result is the Lymport Tailor: — he measures your husband in the morning: in the evening he makes love to you, through a series of pantomimic transformations. He was a colossal Adonis, and I 'm sorry he 's dead ! ' 'But did the man get into society?

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