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I scream’d, “I will race you, Master! I had a dnoch, I had a certainty. Hadn’t I better get a hansom and drive straight to Scotland Yard? It’s by a man whom I know. Your name and fame–Mr. Soames’s chair was empty.
And “labud”–what on earth was that? What should YOU know of the feelings of a man like me?
Enoch Soames: A Memory of the Eighteen-Nineties by Sir Max Beerbohm – Free Ebook
An article written by Teller”A Memory of the Nineteen-Nineties” “Being a faithful account of the events of the designated day, when the man who had disappeared was expected briefly to return”enohc was published in the November issue of The Atlantic Monthly. It is printed in English, but in a phonetic spelling and with modified pronunciation, both of which had apparently evolved during the intervening century.
I was, I still am, furious at having had that happen to me. And it’s like my luck.
The devil stepped sharp back against the table behind him, averting his face and shuddering. Soames sat crouched forward against the table exactly as when last I had seen him. It was to him I owed my first knowledge of that forever-enchanting little world-in-itself, Chelsea, and my first acquaintance with Walter Sickert and other August elders who dwelt there. No one is a better judge of literature than Rothenstein; but it wouldn’t have done to tell him so in those days, and I knew that I must form an unaided judgment of “Negations.
This little place–Restaurant du Vingtieme Siecle, to give it its full title–had been discovered in ’96 by the poets and prosaists, but had now been more or less abandoned in favor of some later find.
Ursula, lacking, I rather thought, in “snap.
I returned to pay my respects. Foodless he had gone into futurity, foodless he still was. Two, three centuries hence, perhaps–” “Yes,” his voice came; “I’ve thought of that.
His eyes were handsome, but, like the Vingtieme’s tables, too narrow and set too close together.
I said, ‘I don’t care a sou for recognition. Soames,” I said emphatically to the devil, “is a Catholic diabolist”; but my poor friend did the devil’s bidding, not mine; and now, with his master’s eyes again fixed on him, he arose, he shuffled past me.
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He brought it slowly down on the table-cloth. I had been out most of the morning and, as it was too late to reach home in time for luncheon, I sought the Vingtieme. Nor have its contents.
He’d never think of looking for you in Calais. And I was very near indeed to reverence when he said he had another book coming out soon. He was at our table in a stride. You’re a miserable bungler. Soames remained at his post of fidelity to beerblhm glaucous witch.
I laughed, as at a jest.
Enoch Soames: A Memory of the Eighteen-Nineties by Sir Max Beerbohm
Now and again some poet or prosaist may berbohm said to another, “What has become of that man Soames? The solicitor through whom he was paid his annuity may be presumed to have made inquiries, but no echo of these resounded. I attracted a great deal of attention.
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