Excerpt from The Race of Castlebar: Being a Narrative Addressed by Mr. John Bunbury to His Brother, Mr. Theodore Bunbury, Attached to His Britannic Majesty's Embassy at Florence, October 1798, and Now First Given to the World That I did not do so, that I did not even seriously think of doing so, was due assuredly to nothing within the circuit of Miles Bottomley. What restrained me was a certain deeply-nourished Hope of which you are aware, and which no discourage ment has as yet been able to extinguish from my breast. Forgive this digression, dear brother: my first, but, I plainly foresee, by no means my last! Next day you drove away in your post-chaise, and I stood by the stable door and looked after you. The clock over my head struck one, as you dis appeared round the corner, and the dust of your going settled down. I looked at my watch, and yawned. One o'clock! Dinner-time would therefore be in two hours. In two hours I should have again to confront Sir Peter; again to listen to his paternal roarings; again to go over the ground so many times traversed - now without even your discreet and diplomatic face opposite to console me. I groaned audibly, and strolled disconsolately away down the shrubbery. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.