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verything. I had entered more into my romance since my arrival, and this poetic light heightened the sentiment. What a drama, if s

o be about fifty. His air was courtly and graceful, and there was in his whole manner and appearan

h the politeness, at once easy and lofty, of a French nobleman of the old school. He asked me if I were not Mr. Beckett? I assented; and he immediately introduced himself as the Marquis d'Ha

olitical world, and was named as the most probable success

with a low b

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Harmonville, who will explain to you the nature of the

es, and whose legitimate influence with the court rendered him the fittest possible person for those friendl

l to my perplexity,

ddling ever so cautiously. But I advise, if it is not very officious, your making Haxton look after it, and report immediately. I fear it is serious. I ought to have mentioned that, for reasons

going to town, a

faith

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pt my hatter, no one called Walton; and this peer wrote as if we were intimate friends! I looked at the back o

anhope Becket

ternation in the f

for me. My name is Richard Beckett-this is to Mr. Stanhope Beckett, the member for Shillingsworth. What can I say, or do, in this unfortunate situation? I can only give you my honour as

ountenance; for the look of gloomy embarrassment which had for a moment settled

destined to occur, I have reason to thank my good stars that it should have been with a gentlema

y much for his kind expre

ndy, where I hope to see, on the 15th of August, a great many friends,

very gratefully for his

Monsieur will be so good as to let me know the hotel he means to stay at in Paris; and he will find tha

ents I gave him the i

nsieur Droqville can be of use to you, our communication shall not be int

t often ripen into lasting friendships. To be sure it was just possible that the Marquis might think i

took his leave, going up the

igure of the beautiful lady who had taken possession of my imagination, quickly reasserted their influence. I was again gazing at the sympathetic moon, a

find solitude; and undisturbed I found out my lady-love's carriage, in the moonlight. I mused, I walked round it; I was as utterly foolish and maudlin as very young men, in my situation, usually are. The blinds were down, the doors, I suppose, locked. The brilliant moonlight revealed everything, and cas

is vigilant, greedy, and catches gudgeons. Red, t

ignant. The figure was that of a French officer, in undress, and was six feet high. Ac

rugged, and laughed malignantly). "See, Monsieur; when a man like me-a man of energy, you understand, a man with all his wits about him, a man who has made the tour of Europe under canvas, and,

on his heel, and swaggered wit