The Lord Of The Sea
M. P. (Matthew Phipps) Shiel
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I. — THE EXODUS
I. — THE EXODUS
In the Calle Las Gabias—one of those by-streets of Lisbon below St. Catherine—there occurred one New Year a little event in the Synagogue there worth a mention in this history of Richard, Lord of the Sea. It was Kol Nidrè, eve of the Day of Atonement, and the little Beth-El, sweltering in a dingy air, was transacting the long-drawn liturgy, when, behind the curtain where the women sat, an old dame who had been gazing upward smote her palms together, and let slip a little scream: “The Day is comi
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II. — THE FEZ
II. — THE FEZ
Frankl took up residence at Westring in September, and by November every ale-house, market, and hiring in Westring had become a scene of discussion. The cause was this: Frankl had sent out to his tenants a Circular containing the words: “...tenants to use for wear in the Vale a fez with tassel as the Livery of the Manor...the will of the Lord of the Manor...no exception...” But though intense, the excitement was not loud: for want was in many a home; though after three weeks there were still six
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III. — THE HUNTING-CROP
III. — THE HUNTING-CROP
Along the towing-path to the farmhouse. He did not look behind: was like a man who has received a wound, and wonders whence. A pallor lay under his brown skin, brown almost as an Oriental's, and he was called “the Black Hogarth”—the Hogarths being Saxon, on the mantel in the dining-room being a very simple coat—a Bull on Gules. But Richard was a startling exception. His hair grew away flat and sparse from his round brow; on his cheeks three moles, jet-black in their centre. Handsome one called h
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IV. — THE SWOON
IV. — THE SWOON
Hogarth went moodily down the hillside to the Waveney, across the bridge, and home, his sleeve stained with blood. In the dining-room, he threw himself into an easy-chair in a gloom lit only by the fireglow, in the room above mourning a little harmonium which Margaret was playing, mixed with the sound of Loveday's voice. The old man said: “Richard, my boy...” Hogarth did not answer. “Richard, I have somewhat to say to you—are ye hearkening?” Richard, losing blood, moaned a drowsy “Yes”. And the
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V. — REID'S
V. — REID'S
By noon Hogarth knew the news: his hundred and fifty at Reid's were gone; and he owed for the Michaelmas quarter—twenty-one pounds five, his only chattels of value being the thresher, not yet paid for, half a rick, seed, manure, and “the furniture”. If he could realize enough for rent, he would lack capital for wages and cultivation, for Reid's had been his credit-bank. After dinner he stood long at a window, then twisted away, and walked to Thring, where he captained in a football match, Loveda
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VI. — “PEARSON'S WEEKLY”
VI. — “PEARSON'S WEEKLY”
“Rose Cottage” was without roses: but had a good-sized “garden” at the back; and here Hogarth soon had a shed nailed together, with bellows, anvil, sledges, rasps, setts, drifts, and so on, making a little smithy. He engaged a boy; and soon John Loveday would be leaning all a forenoon at the shed door, watching the lithe ply of Hogarth's hips, and the white-hot iron gushing flushes; while Margaret, peeping, could see Loveday's slovenly ease of pose, his numberless cigarettes, and hear the rhymes
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VII. — THE ELM
VII. — THE ELM
Hogarth, meantime, had made his way to the front of the room, then vomiting its throng, discovered Loveday, and, deciding to walk home, they were soon on the cliffs. And suddenly Loveday: “To-morrow will conclude my fifth week in Westring. What, do you suppose, has made me stay?” “I have wondered”. “I work better here...Hogarth, you inspirit me”. “Is that so?” “It is, yes. Merely your presence is for me a freshness and an enthusiasm: I catch in the turn of your body hints of adventurous Columbus
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VIII. — THE METEOR
VIII. — THE METEOR
The next morning, after breakfast, Hogarth went down old Thring Street, and spent a penny for a note-book to contain the signatures of his association. But this was no day for interest in that scheme: for under the projecting first-floor of the paper-shop were newspaper placards bearing such words as: THE EARTH IN DANGER SHALL WE PERISH TO-NIGHT? and Hogarth was soon bending in the street over a paragraph, short—but in pica . M. Tissot, the astronomer, had, at half-past ten the previous night, o
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IX. — HOGARTH'S GUNS
IX. — HOGARTH'S GUNS
At the moment when Hogarth was peering through the telescope, a man was loitering before his cottage—one of the Hall's park-keepers; and when Margaret put out her head to look for Richard's coming, the man whistled. In a moment a note was in her hand. “DEAR MISS HOGARTH, “This is to ask you to be certain sure to meet me this evening at 9 P.M. on the towpath. It isn't to-day that you are well aware of the state of my feelings toward you: but it is not to talk sweethearting that I wish to see you
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X. — ISAAC
X. — ISAAC
On the Tuesday was the inquest on the murdered Mephibosheth; ending in a verdict of wilful murder against some person unknown. The same night at nine Frankl had Hogarth's two guns from Margaret on the towing-path, she now well inveigled into his net, and under his commands. “I want you”, he said, “to meet me-here again on Thursday night, at 7.30”. “But you will tell one why, I suppose!” “When you come you will hear. And don't let anything keep you away—not anything , mind—if you take my hint”. S
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XI. — WROXHAM BROAD
XI. — WROXHAM BROAD
In a cottage in Thring Street, marked “E. Norfolk, E. 58, Constabulary”, Hogarth passed the night, having been arrested the moment he returned home from the elm. A few minutes afterwards Margaret, who had found no Frankl at the towing-path, came home to the ghastliest amazement throughout Thring, so that sleep overcame the village only toward morning. At 7.30 A.M. Hogarth was marched to Beccles, then after an inquest-verdict appeared before the magistrates' court, and was committed. One of the w
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XII. — THE ROSE
XII. — THE ROSE
On the third morning of his confinement in Norwich, Hogarth was hurried into the hall of justice and the witness-box—in the dock Fred Bates. Bates had denied—with sufficient impudence, it seemed: for his wife had been found dead, battered and burned about the face, Bates' own hand also burned by the poker with which, red-hot , he was presumed to have beaten her. The same afternoon Bates was sentenced to death: but, having had sunstroke in Egypt, was afterwards reprieved. And two mornings later H
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XIII. — OUT OF THE WORLD
XIII. — OUT OF THE WORLD
A week later a governor and a chaplain together entered Hogarth's cell with news of his reprieve. Eight months later he was being trundled in “Black Maria” to Paddington Station amid a Babel of escaped tongues, when, sitting in his pigeonhole, he heard the unknown voice before him cry: “Well, Jim, we're away to the mountain's brow!” Jim, nothing but a voice, was heard: “Worse luck! I knows Colmoor, and I knows the Scrubs, and I knows Portland; and of the five I say—give me Jedwood. Who's the guy
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XIV. — THE PRIEST
XIV. — THE PRIEST
A year passed, during which John Loveday exhausted the resources of civilization, (1)in seeking Margaret, and (2)in investigating the innocence of Richard. He had, however, a sprightly, adventurous nerve in the mind, and would pull his velvet sleeves busily up—such was his little way. He began to plot. About the same time the ex-priest, in that far-off world of Colmoor, said one day to Hogarth: “ You won't be here long!” “You jest,” Hogarth answered; “if I had the chance of escape, I should neve
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XV. — MONSIGNOR
XV. — MONSIGNOR
Hogarth's first thought, as getting-up bell clattered réveille through the gallery, was of Loveday's cypher, and by the time the warder came to ask if he would see governor or doctor, a thought of Monsignor O'Hara had somehow mixed itself with the thought of the cypher; when an orderly handed in the day's brown loaf, he was thinking, “Strange that he never told me what he has done”; eating his pint of gruel, he thought: “If I will not escape myself, I might perhaps let another.” “What!” said O'H
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XVI. — THE ROPE
XVI. — THE ROPE
Soon after this Hogarth was taken with vomitings, his heart retching at Colmoor. His dark cheeks jaundiced; those mobile nostrils of his small bony nose yawned, like an exhausted horse's; his face was all a light of eyes. Whether or not some suspicion of his complicity with O'Hara had occurred to the authorities, he now found himself transferred to another “graft”: from quarrying was set to trenching. Four things are inexhaustible in the earth: the hope of a gambler; the sea; the lip of a lover;
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XVII. — OLD TOM'S LETTER
XVII. — OLD TOM'S LETTER
The fate of Bates filled Hogarth's mind with a gloom so funereal, that now his strength, his great patience, all but succumbed. One evening, while his broom lay stuck out under the notch of his cell-door in order that Warder Black might count him, he took his tin knife, and began to scratch over the hills and valleys of his corrugated wall some shining letters: He was now, after long reflection, convinced that he was the victim of a plot of Baruch Frankl's: yet in his heart was little rancour ag
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XVIII. — CHLOROFORM
XVIII. — CHLOROFORM
(Captain Bucknill, the Governor, was making his morning rounds, when he heard that among the convicts claiming to see him was 76.) A little man, prim, snappy, compact: an army officer, with moustachios stuck upon him, to curve and finish him off. “Well, what is it, 76?” said he busily at the cell door. Hogarth struck a hand-salute—his old habit on His Majesty's ships. “Sir, I wished to tell you that I have determined to escape from this prison—if I can”. “Indeed, now! This is a most refreshing c
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XIX. — THE GREAT BELL
XIX. — THE GREAT BELL
The next morning Hogarth was not marched out, and near dinner-time was summoned before the Governor. Here he stood in a cage of bars in a room of “No.1” prison, devoted to prison-offences; and before him, at a littered table, sat governor and chief warder, with the witnesses of the outbreak near. The case was gone into, the report made: whereupon the Governor looked up and down the length of Hogarth, and suddenly gave vent to a laugh. “So, No. 76”, said he, “this was the threatened escape?” Hoga
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XX. — THE INFIRMARY
XX. — THE INFIRMARY
As soon as the cell-door clicked upon him, he commenced to work: first took off his boots; then felt over the doorshelf for the chloroform; wet his handkerchief with some of it: then inserted the vials across the toes of his boots, which were a succession of wrinkles, far too large; then put on the boots again. He then lay on the floor, close to the low shelf; and, pressing the handkerchief over his mouth and nose, breathed deep, knowing that in four minutes, when he did not obey the order of “b
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XXI. — IN THE DEEP
XXI. — IN THE DEEP
They had not been ten minutes in the tower when Harris began to whine of the cold; whereupon Hogarth took off his slop-jacket and waistcoat, and put them upon the Cockney. As from two sound-escapes far down near the bell some twilight came in, near eight Hogarth descended, working from beam to beam, to find that on one side the bell-metal had been melted into a lumpish mass, its rim shrivelled up, leaving an empty space under the motto Laudate Domino (mistake for Dominum ) omnes gentes ; and on
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XXII. — OLD TOM
XXII. — OLD TOM
He continued, however, to swim after his conscious efforts ceased: for his body was found next morning on a strip of Cornish sand between Gorran and Mevagissey, washed by every sheet of surf. His rescuer, a shrimp-fisher, occupied one of three cots perched on a ravine; and there on the evening of the second day he opened his eyes on a settee, four children screaming in play around him; he so far having been seen only by a reporter from Mevagissey, and the doctor from Gorran, who, on his wide rou
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XXIII. — UNDER THE ELM
XXIII. — UNDER THE ELM
His risk of arrest here, round about his old home, was enormous, and he drew the Bedouin kefie well round his face, skulking from the station to the “Fen”, northward, where he got an urchin to buy him a paper lantern in a general shop, and now trudged up to Priddlestone, then down through meadows to the beech-wood, the night rough with March winds. It was not the winds, however, which made him draw close his Arab cloak, but his approach to the elm: there, one night, he had seen a naked black man
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XXIV. — FRANKL SEES THE METEORITE
XXIV. — FRANKL SEES THE METEORITE
He was awaked by a footstep, and, starting, saw rocking along the forest path one Farmer Pollock, wearing now fez and tassel, and he saw his clothes all clay, and, with a smile of fondness, saw how, even beneath its grime, the meteor dodged and jeered, with frolic leers, in the beams of a bright morning that seemed to him the primal morning, a fresh wedding-morning, swarming with elves and shell-tinted visions, imps and pixy princes, profligate Golcondas. Going first to the spot where he had dig
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XXV. — CHURCH ARCHITECTURE
XXV. — CHURCH ARCHITECTURE
It was already eleven o'clock, the sun shining in a bright sky, under which the country round the Waveney lay broad to the hills of mist which seemed to encompass the valley; yet, when one came to them no hills were there, but were still beyond. When Hogarth came out from the wood upon a footbridge, to his right a hand-sower was sowing broadcast, with a two-handed rhythm, taking seed, as he strode, from his scrip; and to the left ran a path between fields to an eminence with a little church on i
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XXVI. — FRANKL AND O'HARA
XXVI. — FRANKL AND O'HARA
Mrs. Sturgess, of the paper-shop, a clean, washed-out old lady, held up both averting hands at her back door, as Hogarth threw back his kefie, finger on lips; but soon, her alarm warming into welcome, she took him to a room above, to listen to his story of escape. “And to think”, said she, “there is the very box your sister, poor thing, left with me to keep the day she went away, which never once have I seen her dear good face from that day to this. Anyway, there's the box—” pointing to a trunk
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XXVII. — THE BAG OF LIGHT
XXVII. — THE BAG OF LIGHT
Rebekah, having excused herself from three ladies, her guests, alone in her room opened her letter. Glanced first at the “R. H.”, and was not surprised. He had “escaped”, had “come into great power”: that seemed natural; but he “summoned” her to meet him, and she saw no connection between his “great power” and his right to summon her. She held the paper to a fire, and, as it began to burn, in a panic of flurry extinguished the edge, and hustled it into her bosom; then perambulated; then fell to
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XXVIII. — THE LETTER
XXVIII. — THE LETTER
It was night when Hogarth broke into the presence of Loveday at Cheyne Gardens with a glad face, crying: “Forgive me, my friend, for being a boor!” “You are forgiven”, Loveday answered with his smile, hastening to meet him: “the broken picture, you see, is in a better frame, and so are we. What could have made us invent a quarrel about—land, of all things!” “Come, let us talk”, said Hogarth: “not long—all about land, and sea, too. I suppose you have nothing to tell about my sister? Never mind—we
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XXIX. — PRIORITY OF CLAIM
XXIX. — PRIORITY OF CLAIM
A gentleman—a Permanent Under-secretary—stood one noon, his back to a fireplace in a bright-carpeted room at the Foreign Office, letting his eyes move over some opened letters submitted to him, and presently came upon the following document, its crest a flag, containing in blue the letters “R. F.”: “17 LEADENHALL STR., E.G. “To the Most Hon., “The Marquis of Hallam, K.G., “Foreign Office, “Westminster, S.W. “MY LORD MARQUIS: “I have the honour hereby to make formal announcement to Your Lordship
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XXX. — MR. BEECH
XXX. — MR. BEECH
During six weeks Hogarth lived that life of daily passage between Keppel Street and his office, unknown to the general world, but spreading a noise of rumour through certain circles of the business world. All day in the den the gas-jets brawled upon him, he not for minutes casting a glance, if a clerk brought a caller's name. And here was no novice modesty in the tackling of affairs; as O'Hara, who would be there, said: “You must have been born in the City; you have the airs, the very tricks, of
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XXXI. — THE HAMMERS
XXXI. — THE HAMMERS
Within six months Hogarth, as distinct from “Beech”, had risen upon the consciousness of Europe, say like the morning sun: and the wearied worker, borne at evening through crowded undergrounds, might read his name with a listless incomprehension. He impressed the popular fancy, especially in Paris, where he was best known, as erratic: as once when, by a stroke of financial sleight-of-hand, he got the young Government of Russia into a tight place, then refused them a loan, except on condition of
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XXXII. — WONDER
XXXII. — WONDER
Almost suddenly that noise of chiming hammers reached the general ear. First in the German Admiralty was wonder when a spy, engaged as a workman at Birkenhead, sent to his Government information that the British Government was up to something: something of a novelty so extraordinary, that as yet he could form no conception as to its object. That it was intended for the sea one must suppose: yet it was evident that nothing of such odd draughtsmanship—of such mastodon proportions—had ever yet take
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XXXIII. — REEFS OF STEEL
XXXIII. — REEFS OF STEEL
Nothing was ever so scrutinized as the movements of the Boodah during the next two months. One morning three weeks after her launch three steamers took her in tow, with progress so slow, that at nightfall they were still visible from land; but the next morning had vanished. Two days later they were met on the Genoa-Leghorn route , six steamers then towing the Boodah , their course S. by W. Again and again it was met, that funeral of the sea: the prone, tearing steamers, the reluctant bulk. Somet
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XXXIV. — THE “KAISER”
XXXIV. — THE “KAISER”
It was the habit of Hogarth, when in the Boodah , to rise very early and ascend in flannels to one of the four doors opening upon the ledge—blocks five feet thick, moved by hydraulic motors—and sometimes Loveday would accompany these walks, they always seeing on the plane of the sea some sail, or by a spyglass the fading light-beam of the Goethe north, of the Solon south; or they watched how the Boodah's galaxy, too, waxed faint and garish as some drama of colour evolved in the East; saw gulls h
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XXXV. — THE CUP OF TREMBLING
XXXV. — THE CUP OF TREMBLING
It was by the merest chance that Baruch Frankl and his daughter were not on the Kaiser : for Frankl was the half-nephew of Mrs. Charles P. Stickney, a New York Jewess, and as the marriage of Miss Stickney with Lord Alfred Cowern was only fifteen days off, Frankl had made arrangements to accompany the bridegroom across, but had been detained by stress of business; happily for him—for Lord Alfred, the bridegroom, was a dancing prisoner in the Boodah . Early, then, on the third morning thence, Char
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XXXVI. — THE “BOODAH” AND THE BATTLESHIPS
XXXVI. — THE “BOODAH” AND THE BATTLESHIPS
The ships had gone forth in two lines ahead at ten knots, Admiral Sir Henry Yerburgh, K.C.B., being in the flagship Queen Mary, with the capital-ships being nearly all of the five mosquito flotillas, and half the Home submarine; though what was the object of the torpedo craft (unless they were to go within 2,000 yards of the Boodah's guns) was not very evident. At that news, Hogarth, putting on a wide-awake, and lighting a cigar with rough perfunctory puffs, ran along a corridor to call Loveday,
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XXXVII. — THE STRAITS
XXXVII. — THE STRAITS
In England, meantime, was nothing but dismay. The Government, whose defeat was accidental, on being hurriedly patched up, threw itself passionately into the work of defence, calling up every enrolled man, while at regimental centres the enlistment of volunteers went forward, Weedon alone turning out 7,000 rifles a day. But on the night of the Declaration the Under-secretary announced in the House that the Russians were moving down the Baltic, the French toward the Straits: and the next morning d
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XXXVIII. — THE MANIFESTO
XXXVIII. — THE MANIFESTO
The last effort of Europe to resist the Sea was made on the afternoon of the 14th of October, when the British Prime Minister refused to conclude a treaty of peace. “Your master is only a pirate—on a large scale”, he said to a Minister of the Sea. That was on the 14th. On the 15th there was a stoppage of British trade nearly all the world over. On the 20th England was in a state of émeute resembling revolution. On the 28th the Treaty of Peace was signed. Its principal conditions were: (1) The un
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XXXIX. — THE “BOODAH'S” LOCK-UP
XXXIX. — THE “BOODAH'S” LOCK-UP
Three days after the Manifesto the marriage of Miss Stickney of New York with Lord Alfred Cowern was to take place, this having been put off owing to the Kaiser tragedy; and so, on the day of the Manifesto, Baruch Frankl, the Jew, was crossing to a wedding which, even in the midst of great events, had stirred up a considerable rumour and sensation, since the American guests were to consist of the coterie known as the “Thirty-four”, all millionaires, while “the cake” was to weigh three-quarters o
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XL — THE WEDDING
XL — THE WEDDING
By the time Frankl's three loaves had become one, that amazement with which men received the Manifesto had commenced to give place to more coherent impressions. He was not a “Monster”! that was the first realization—no pirate, nor lurid Anti-Christ, nor vainglorious Caesar! And in two days, the first astonishment over, there arose a noise in the world: for the Lord of the Sea had given to the nations one month only in which to do that thing: and the peoples took passionately to meetings. In Engl
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XLI. — THE VISIT
XLI. — THE VISIT
Frankl's Bank was scanning the agents' yacht-lists for her, when Sir Moses Cohen, who was closely associated with Frankl, placed his own three-master at her disposal; and she set out from Bristol, with her being three Jewish ladies, Frankl's manager, and a snuffy Portuguese rabbi who resembled a Rembrandt portrait. It was late at night, and Hogarth, who had lately acquired a passion for those Mathematics which touch upon Mysticism, was bent over Quaternions and the quirks of [Proofers note: chec
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XLII. — REBEKAH TELLS
XLII. — REBEKAH TELLS
At that time Hogarth, personally, was in close relation with the score of Embassies that inhabited the belly of the Boodah , these intriguing incessantly for half-hours at his ear, and in communication, meanwhile, with their Governments through O'Hara's Mahomet : so that Hogarth had to get up early, and his mornings sweated with audience and negotiation. The German and Russian Emperors, with the Prince of Wales (then virtually Regent), had hurriedly met at Vienna—presumably for the discussion of
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XLIII. — THE LAND BILL
XLIII. — THE LAND BILL
The Manifesto's “month of grace” was passing, yet nothing had been done, second-rate Powers awaiting the Great, while the Great, appalled by the bigness of the demand, fussed and intrigued, consulted, fermented and proposed: but did nothing. But at last, on the 3rd of December, the First Lord of the Treasury laid a Bill on the table of our Commons—at the end of an Autumn-session! On the 3rd: and on the 1st the Lord of the Sea had been captured near Edgware Road, the probability being that this B
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XLIV. — THE REGENCY
XLIV. — THE REGENCY
During the next month England was in a general-election turmoil; at the same time a Land Bill in the French Chamber, and one in the Reichstag, was thrown out: whereupon a ukase from the Boodah announced the raising of sea-rent to 5s. on all ships over 2000 tons after the 1st February, the month of grace over, the “screw tightening”. Already distress in England was great, coal being at three-and-sixpence, bread at nine pence; a cry had arisen for the Union of Britain with the Sea; and on the 27th
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XLV. — ESTRELLA, THE PROPHETESS
XLV. — ESTRELLA, THE PROPHETESS
For three weeks a Provisional Ministry carried on the Government, confining itself to Supply; till, on the 3rd March, the Lord Regent succeeded in forming a Cabinet; and at 9 on the evening of the 5th for the first time addressed himself to the country in the House of Lords. That night the world seemed hushed to listen, the peridom of Britain packing the Gallery with rainbow, and the peerdom those benches and cross-benches, red as massacre and the Scarlet Woman, where thronged 580, while to Char
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XLVI. — THE ORDER IN COUNCIL
XLVI. — THE ORDER IN COUNCIL
Three days before that setting-out, O'Hara's appeal for pardon had come under the Regent's notice: and as he had read, his eyes—once more—had softened, as he had thought: “It would be a great crime to forgive him the long list; but never mind—we will see”.... And he had meant to reply, but suddenly the Jews had swept O'Hara quite out of his mind. He was away hardly two weeks: and when he returned, Palestine and western Armenia were his, all his acts of this period bearing resemblance in largenes
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XLVII. — THE EMIGRANTS
XLVII. — THE EMIGRANTS
Late the same night the Regent received at the Palace a telegram about Rebekah: She had travelled alone to Southampton, where a landau at the station had awaited her, in which she had driven to a country-house near the Itchen named “Silverfern”, two miles from Bitterne Manor, in which lived an elderly gentleman, Mr. Abrahams, ark-opener and scroll-bearer in the Synagogue, with his wife and two sons. The passage of these, and of Rebekah, was booked by the Calabria , Jewish emigrant-ship, to sail
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XLVIII. — THE SEA-FORTS
XLVIII. — THE SEA-FORTS
The second-reading of the Land Bill had passed by a 59 majority: and it would now have been easy work to hurry through its remaining stages in a couple of weeks; but the Regent had awaited the nation's verdict in the return of the 120 to fill the Jewish seats, sure of the result. So the 23rd was a great night—the third-reading—the majority 115 at 8 P.M.; and the next day, which was marked by a very brilliant levée, the Bill was before the Lords. This stage it might easily have reached four weeks
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XLIX. — THE DÉBÂCLE
XLIX. — THE DÉBÂCLE
All the next day, till near 9 P.M., not one syllable was definitely known of this tremendous fact by anyone in Britain: for though, early astir, the Regent telegraphed the Mahomet , all day he waited without reply. At eleven the Prime Minister said to him: “Things, my Lord King, wear at this moment an aspect so threatening, that I see no escape from civil war, even if it be brief, except by the immediate forcing through of the Bill, and I stand ready—now—to propose you as new peers—” “Wait”, ans
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L — THE DECISION
L — THE DECISION
Somewhat before this hour Admiral O'Hara had arrived at Croydon, a lust, a morbid curiosity, now working in this man—having committed the ineffable sin, to enjoy its fruit by hearing what Richard Hogarth now said, in what precise way he groaned, or raved, smiled, or wept, or stormed; for he was cruelly in love with Hogarth. All the way had come with him the Mahomet's treasurer, with his bag of wealth—and two pistols. So at Dieppe O'Harra had wired to Harris: “Meet me at Croydon to-night, the 9.4
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LI. — THE MODEL
LI. — THE MODEL
The voyage to Palestine was marked by two events: one the stoppage at Tarifa, where the five hundred from the Mahomet were, these, when taken on board the Boodah II. , making an armed force of 700; and then, toward sunset of the fifth day, a steamer exchanged signals with the Boodah II. , enquired after the whereabouts of the Lord of the Sea, received the reply “on board”, and when she stopped it turned out that she had on board a Jewish Petition urging upon Spinoza to come and throw in his lot
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