Sybil, or the Two Nations by Earl of Beaconsfield Benjamin Disraeli
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Morley greeted Gerard and his daughter with great warmth, and then looked at Egremont. "Our companion in the ruins of Marney Abbey," said Gerard; "you and our friend Franklin here should become acquainted, Stephen, for you both follow the same craft. He is a journalist like yourself, and is our neighbour for a time, and yours." "What journal are you on, may I ask?" enquired Morley. Egremont reddened, was confused, and then replied, "I have no claim to the distinguished title of a journalist. I am but a reporter; and have some special duties here." "Hem!" said Morley, and then taking Gerard by the arm, he walked away with him, leaving Egremont and Sybil to follow them. "Well I have found him, Walter." "What, Hatton?" "No, no; the brother." "And what knows he?" "Little enough; yet something. Our man lives and prospers; these are facts, but where he is, or what he is--not a clue." |
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