Identifier: argosythe43wood (find matches)
Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
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estra gave forth one long-expiring groan, so loudand horrible that all the grimalkins that ever joined in midnightserenade never equalled it; and I thought that surely all the stringswould break and all the brass instruments would bend and twist inagonies of shame. Not at all. It was only the end of the first part,and the second began immediately. In the courtyard H. C. was still sketching, surrounded by a smallcrowd of gaping admirers, who took him for a magician. He waslooking calm and serene as a penitential monk, in spite of his growingreputation for sorcery, and the strains and discords that reached him,veiled, perhaps, but distinct. Have you been edified ? he asked, with irritating urbanity. Has the music pleased you ? It sounds quite heavenly to me. Glad to hear it, I replied. In that case I can only hope thata special paradise is reserved for you. Are there moments when a little irritation is excusable, a littlesarcasm the right thing ? You have often said it is as useless for
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Palma Cathedral. 122 Letters from Majorca. me to attempt sarcasm as it was for a certain nameless animal toput on the lions skin. Had you been present on this occasion youropinion would have been modified. I must have been emphatic,for even H. C, the essence of embodied calmness, looked up inwonder. Im sure you dont mean that, he remarked, mildly. Paradisewithout you This was too much. I stopped him at once. We flew through France at express speed, I said; yet youpretend to have caught the Frenchmans spirit, and begin to paycompliments. Show me rather what you have done in your ownrealm, where I admit your supremacy. He held up what promised to be a very lovely sketch, but as yetwas a mere outline. Not very advanced, I remarked. Hope you have not beencomposing poetry ? severely. But this is a grand commencement.No wonder these interesting natives look upon you as a wizard—forthat they do so is evident. And I have narrowly escaped a wizards fate—the stake, laughedH. C. Whilst you w

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