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Disraeli, Benjamin, Earl of Beaconsfield, 1804-1881

"Venetia"

His valet, not unused to such ebullitions, immediately
appeared.
'Has anything happened, Spalding?' said his lordship.
'Nothing particular, my lord. Her ladyship sent every day, and called
herself twice, but I told her your lordship was in Yorkshire.'
'That was right; I saw a letter from her. When did it come?'
'It has been here several days, my lord.'
'Mind, I am at home to nobody; I am not in town.'
The valet bowed and disappeared. Cadurcis threw himself into an easy
chair, stretched his legs, sighed, and then swore; then suddenly
starting up, he seized a mass of letters that were lying on the table,
and hurled them to the other end of the apartment, dashed several
books to the ground, kicked down several chairs that were in his way,
and began pacing the room with his usual troubled step; and so he
continued until the shades of twilight entered his apartment. Then he
pulled down the other bell-rope, and Mr. Spalding again appeared.
'Order posthorses for to-morrow,' said his lordship.
'Where to, my lord?'
'I don't know; order the horses.'
Mr. Spalding again bowed and disappeared.
In a few minutes he heard a great stamping and confusion in his
master's apartment, and presently the door opened and his master's
voice was heard calling him repeatedly in a very irritable tone.


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