The Argosy (1865) (14593594418)

Identifier: argosythe43wood (find matches)
Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto



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to turn back. Our thoughtful landlady was flourishing like a flag from thewindow—not herself, but H. C.s macintosh and windy-weather cap,which he had left behind him. He rather prides himself on thiskind of thing: calls it the abstraction of the poets mood. The lady 368 Letters from Majorca* must have been inspired, as events proved. She dropped them grace-fully on to the head of Francisco, who stood just outside the door-way. Emerging flushed and breathless from this avalanche, hishead bristling like a porcupine, but good tempered as ever, hehanded the forgotten articles to H. C. who bowed his thanks tothe hostess, and, in absence of mind and full sunshine, immediatelyproceeded to put them on. Now you may wear two coats, but though the ghost in the Bishopof Winchesters song wore three old hats, it is certainly conspicuous,in travelling, to wear even two. I quietly took one off and put it away, and he was none the wiser. After all, absence of mind has its advantages. You can do very
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PALMA ; LOOKING TOWARDS BELVER. much as you will with these afflicted ones. Like an old friend ofours—you ask him at table what he will take, and he quietly says : Thank you—nothing : and half-a-dozen courses are placed beforehim one after another; and everything disappears ; and in the endhe doesnt know what he has had, or whether he has had anything atall. He has charmed you all the time with his conversation, andI suppose he has entertained and absorbed his own mind andattention also. We started off again, this time for good. Down the street weclattered, round by the port, and up a wide thoroughfare—a sortof Palma boulevard, less picturesque and interesting than some ofthe narrower streets. Then we gained the railway station and passedout into the open country. It was our first introduction to anything beyond the confines of the Letters from Majorca, 369 town. The scenery to begin with was flat. A long straight road, awide plain, distant hills or mountains. All this preparati