'My novel' by Pisistratus Caxton; or, Varieties in English life, Volume 2 |
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Pagina 177 - or some selflove we have wounded ; and, dullards that we are, how seldom we are aware of our offence ! You may be hated by a man you have never seen in your life : you may be hated as often by one you have loaded with benefits ; — you may so walk as not to
Pagina 218 - one human heart in a million ever known it ?)—nothing but real love can repay us for the loss of freedom —the cares and fears of poverty— the cold pity of the world that we both despise and respect. And all these, and much more, follow the step you would inconsiderately
Pagina 225 - did not speak of these latter motives for concealment to Nora. He felt that, to own the extent of his treason to a friend, would lower him in her eyes. He spoke therefore but slightingly of Harley— treated the boy's suit as a thing past and gone. He dwelt only on reasons that compelled
Pagina 211 - not exactly that—your opinion. But you are busy ?—" " Sit down, William. Old days were coming over me when you entered ; days earlier still return now —days, too, that leave no shadow when their suns are set." The proud man seemed to think he had said too much. His practical nature rebuked the poetic sentiment
Pagina 210 - an inarticulate sound, and, finding his voice gone, moved away to the door, and left the house. He walked through the streets, bearing his head very erect, as a proud man does when deeply wounded, and striving to shake off some affection that he deems a weakness ; and his trembling nervous fingers fumbled at the
Pagina 70 - nature of the times—to the claims which the country possessed upon all who had the ability to serve and guide its troubled destinies. He enlarged warmly on Harley's natural talents, and rejoiced that he had returned to England, perhaps to commence some great career. Helen looked surprised, but her face caught no correspondent glow from
Pagina 200 - did not this time attempt to follow her, but moved away and plunged amidst the leafless trees. An hour afterwards he re-entered the house, and again sought to sec Helen. She had now recovered sufficiently to give him the interview he requested. He approached her with a grave and serious gentleness. "My dear Helen,
Pagina 210 - prefers a stranger to me. Why should I complain that I am a stranger in a brother's house? Sir," added the Squire aloud, and very meekly— " Sir, please to say to your master that I am William Hazeldean." The servant bowed low, and without another word conducted the visitor into the statesman's library, and
Pagina 165 - of the shoulders,) that she is also prepared to lose all chance of securing him she loves, by bestowing herself on another !" " Woman, indeed, all over !" said the Baron, tapping the snuff-box (Louis Quinze), and regaling his nostrils with a scornful pinch. " But who is the man whom the fair Beatrice has thus honoured?
Pagina 56 - shaking the ashes out of his pipe. " The object alters when we see it in a different point of view !" replied Jemima, modestly. "This thread does very well when I look at it in order to sew on a button, but I should say it would never do to tie up Pompey in his kennel.