[One of Our Conquerors by George Meredith]@TWC D-Link bookOne of Our Conquerors CHAPTER XXVII 4/19
I will not boast, my lady: my junior by ten years, the man went down; he went down a second time; and the men seemed surprised; I told them, it was nothing but first principles put into action.
I mention the incident, for the extreme relief it afforded me at the close of a dark day.' 'So you cured your grief!' said Lady Grace; and Skepsey made way for his master. Victor's festival-lights were kindled, beholding her; cressets on the window-sill, lamps inside. 'Am I so welcome ?' There was a pull of emotion at her smile.
'What with your little factotum and you, we are flattered to perdition when we come here.
He has been proposing, by suggestion, like a Court-physician, the putting on of his boxing-gloves, for the consolation of the widowed:--meant most kindly! and it's a thousand pities women haven't their padded gloves.' 'Oh! but our boxing-gloves can do mischief enough.
You have something to say, I see.' 'How do you see ?' 'Tusk, tush.' The silly ring of her voice and the pathless tattle changed; she talked to suit her laden look.
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