Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last centuryHolt, Emily Sarah
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Ashcliffe Hall: A tale of the last century
Holt, Emily Sarah
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Historical fiction; Religious fiction
[20] Hag. i. 5.
[21] Heb. ix. 27.
[22] The majority of Mr. Colville's expressions are taken _verbatim_
from Lord Bolingbroke. The Modern Rationalist arguments are mere
_réchauffés_ of those which did duty a hundred and fifty years ago.
[23] John i. 4.
[24] Heb. i. 3.
[25] 2 John 11.
[26] Zeph i. 18.
[27] 2 Cor. x. 4.
[28] Eph. iv. 15.
[29] 1 Pet. iii. 8.
[30] Gal. i. 6.
[31] Gal. i. 9.
[32] 1 Cor. xvi. 22.
[33] Madame Duplessis-Guénégaud thus described the House of Adhémar,
from one branch of which the Princes of Orange were descended, while
another was the stock of the Counts de Grignan.
[34] The Steenkirk, a peculiar twist of the ends of the cravat rather
than a tie, is said to have taken its rise from the Duke of
Monmouth's going hastily into action at the battle of Steenkirk with
his cravat twisted out of his way in this manner. It was quite out
of fashion in 1712, except among country people.
XI.
HOW PHILIP CAME BACK.
"The hour we see not, when, upsurging full,
Our cup shall outflow. God is merciful."
"Disengaged, Madam? I have just half an hour to spend with you.
Positively the last time before I don my regimentals. And then
hurrah for Landrécies! O Ned, I wonder where you are! I wish you
would come back!"
"Do you travel with us, Philip?"
"No, thank you, Madam. That would be rather too spicy."
"You go with your regiment?"
"I have that honor."
"Mr. Philip," said Patient, as she noiselessly entered, "I have done
your packing, and"--
"What a darling of a Covenanter you are, to take that off my hands!"
"And I have put a little Bible, Sir, along with your linen. Will you
please to promise me, Mr. Philip, to read it?"
"Dear Patient," answered Philip, letting his lightness slip from him
like a cloak, "I will read it. I have read it so much lately that I
should feel almost lost without it, I assure you."
"Have you done aught but read it, Mr. Philip?" asked Patient,
earnestly.
"As how?" queried Philip.
"Sir, I can conceive of none so awfully far off God and good as he
that handles the bread of life but never eateth of it, he that
standeth just outside the gate of the fold and never entereth
therein. Have you felt it, Mr. Philip? have you believed it? have
you prayed over it?"
There was no lightness about Philip's tone or manner as he answered,
"I think, Patient, I have."
But Patient was not satisfied yet.
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