Lucretia — Volume 01 by Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton
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"I will pluck out the weeds! I will transform myself!" "Child, I defy you!" said the scholar, with a smile that gave to his face the expression his son had conveyed to it. "I have warned you, and my task is done." With that he bowed, and leaving her, was soon by the side of Sir Miles St. John; and the baronet and his librarian, a few moments after, entered the house and sat down to chess. But during the dialogues we have sketched, we must not suppose that Sir Miles himself had been so wholly absorbed in the sensual gratification bestowed upon Europe by the immortal Raleigh as to neglect his guest and kinsman. "And so, Charley Vernon, it is not the fashion to smoke in Lunnon." Thus Sir Miles pronounced the word, according to the Euphuism of his youth, and which, even at that day, still lingered in courtly jargon. "No, sir. However, to console us, we have most other vices in full force." "I don't doubt it; they say the prince's set exhaust life pretty quickly." "It certainly requires the fortune of an earl and the constitution of a prize-fighter to live with him." "Yet methinks, Master Charley, you have neither the one nor the other." "And therefore I see before me, and at no very great distance, the Bench |
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