Ernest William Hornung

Ernest William Hornung

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Portrait of Ernest William Hornung Ernest William Hornung Under Two Skies — Nettleship's Score (1892)

Another pause.
'Such a thousand pities!' murmured Nettleship to himself.
'Are you referring to yourself and Elaine?' inquired Mrs. M'Ilwraith sweetly.
'Oh dear no. I was thinking of Professor Josling. The poor old chap will be so awfully cut up. After looking forward to his quiet afternoon with you—soaking in his favourite subject, and talking shop to a good listener, for once, and generally boring you to his heart's content. He is counting upon an hour's real sympathy, you may depend upon it; for clever men's wives never appreciate them, as you know, Mrs. M'Ilwraith. Poor old chap!
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Portrait of Ernest William Hornung Ernest William Hornung Under Two Skies — Nettleship's Score (1892)

Why, really, Mr. Nettleship—the children are not children now!'
'It appears not,' said Nettleship, rising as the bell rang in the pavilion; 'when they were I was "Ned" to you all!' And with a somewhat cold smile, and a short leave-taking, he was gone.
A thousand glances followed his retreating form, in the jacket that was no longer dark blue, but honourably faded. It was its fourth and last appearance at Lord's on this great occasion. A thousand tongues talked 'Nettleship' for the moment. It was his last chance in the 'Varsity match. He had never done anything in it before.
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Portrait of Ernest William Hornung Ernest William Hornung Under Two Skies — Nettleship's Score (1892)

So, at least, they had seemed when Nettleship played his first match at Lord's as a freshman. They were now, it was remarked, a trifle sharp and angular. In short—though it was the face of a determined, persevering poet, at least looking the part, rather than that of a born athlete—it was a face that every one knew. Even the ladies at Lord's, who notoriously never look at the cricket, except to furnish their annual supply of high-class 'comic copy' in the form of artless comment—even the ladies knew Mr. Nettleship by sight, and really watched the game if he fielded close to the ropes.
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