The Pocket Edition of the Works of George Meredith Volume 8; Beauchamp's Career (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1906 Excerpt: ... Beauchamp down." "Ay," said Mr. Tuckham, "it would be setting the mob to shout wisely at last." "The mob is a wild beast." "Then we should hear wisdom coming out of the mouth of the wild beast." "Men have the phrase, 'fair play.'" "Fair play, I say, is not applicable to a man who deliberately goes about to stir the wild beast. He is laughed at, plucked, hustled, and robbed, by those who deafen him with their 'plaudits'--their roars. Did you see his advertisement of a great-coat, lost at some rapscallion gathering down in the North, near my part of the country? A great-coat and a packet of letters. He offers a reward of 10. But that's honest robbery compared with the bleeding he'll get." "Do you know Mr. Seymour Austin?" Miss Halkett asked him. "I met him once at your father's table. Why?" "I think you would like to listen to him." "Yes, my fault is not listening enough," said Mr. Tuckham. He was capable of receiving correction. Her father told her he was indebted to Mr. Tuckham past payment in coin, for services rendered by him on a trying occasion among the miners in Wales during the first spring month. "I dare say he can speak effectively to miners," Cecilia said, outvying the contemptuous young man in superciliousness, but with effort and not with satisfaction. She left London in July, two days before her father could be induced to return to Mount Laurels. Feverish, and strangely subject to caprices now, she chose the longer way round by Sussex, and alighted at the station near Steynham to call on Mrs. Culling, whom she knew to be at the Hall, preparing it for Mr. Romfrey's occupation. In imitation of her father she was Rosamund's fa...