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Her revenge, he felt–her lawful revenge–would be to “draw” Mr. Jackson that evening on the Countess Olenska; and, having publicly done his duty as a future member of the Mingott clan, the young man had no objection to hearing the lady discussed in private–except that the subject was already beginning to bore him. Hot dog cartoon HA shirt. Mr. Jackson had helped himself to a slice of the tepid filet which the mournful butler had handed him with a look as sceptical as his own, and had rejected the mushroom sauce after a scarcely perceptible sniff.
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He looked baffled and hungry, and Archer reflected that he would probably finish his meal on Ellen Olenska. Hot dog cartoon HA shirt. Mr. Jackson leaned back in his chair, and glanced up at the candlelit Archers, Newlands and van der Luydens hanging in dark frames on the dark walls. “Ah, how your grandfather Archer loved a good dinner, my dear Newland!” he said, his eyes on the portrait of a plump full-chested young man in a stock and a blue coat, with a view of a white-columned country-house behind him. “Well–well–well . . . I wonder what he would have said to all these foreign marriages!” Mrs. Archer ignored the allusion to the ancestral cuisine and Mr. Jackson continued with deliberation: “No, she was NOT at the ball.” “Ah–” Mrs. Archer murmured, in a tone that implied: “She had that decency.” Perhaps the Beauforts don’t know her,” Janey suggested, with her artless malice.
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Mr. Jackson gave a faint sip, as if he had been tasting invisible Madeira. “Mrs. Beaufort may not–but Beaufort certainly does, for she was seen walking up Fifth Avenue this afternoon with him by the whole of New York.” “Mercy–” moaned Mrs. Archer, evidently perceiving the uselessness of trying to ascribe the actions of foreigners to a sense of delicacy. “I wonder if she wears a round hat or a bonnet in the afternoon,” Janey speculated. “At the Opera I know she had on dark blue velvet, perfectly plain and flat– like a night-gown.”