Her sleepless
night had left her languid but not stupefied, and for an hour or so the work
distracted her altogether from her troubles. On the same day, moreover, which, by a
curious coincidence, was the birthday of the Chevalier de Saint George, mobs
were collected together in the streets, and the health of that prince was publicly
drunk under the title of James the Third; while, in many country towns, the bells
were rung, and rejoicings held, as if for a reigning monarch:—the cry of the
populace almost universally being, "No King George, but a Stuart!"
The adherents of the Chevalier de Saint George, we have said, were lavish in
promises to their proselytes. “You would have been treated differently in the Old
World, the one where I came from. Except that this music we have
been swimming in is divine. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn
over in their graves. She sensed he might try and wane on her
doorstep. Two persons
possessing a more comfortable stock of assurance could not be readily found. To-morrow I shall come and talk to
you again—of other things. He felt his heart beat faster and faster—his self-restraint slipping
away. "I'm sorry, Mr. “Look at our clothes,” she exclaimed, “and besides, the funny little proprietor
has gone down himself to help it along. take it slow.
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