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He had a suitable match for her in his eye: "a young gentleman down in our neighbourhood," but Arabella's elopement set the fire to the powder, and here it is worth while comparing the marriages of Emily and her sister Isabella as a test of the relative importance of Snodgrass and this Trundle. The one took place in London with great show and pomp, all the family going up specially for it.
Don Miguel swore profanely, and then, as the helm was put over to swing her back to her course, his own prow replied. But the aim was too high, and whilst one of the shots tore through the Arabella's shrouds and scarred her mainmast, the other again went wide.
It is, moreover, an unpleasant thing for a gentleman to have his daughter jilted; perhaps peculiarly so to have her jilted by a tailor's son. Lady Arabella's woe was really piteous. It seemed to her as though cruel fate were heaping misery after misery upon the wretched house of Greshamsbury. A few weeks since things were going so well with her!
Sir Louis only understood one description of "circumstances." Circumstances, in his idea, meant the want of money, and he immediately took Lady Arabella's speech as a confession of poverty. "Ah, indeed! I am very sorry for that; that must be very distressing to a person like your ladyship. But things are mending, perhaps?" Lady Arabella did not in the least understand him.
Little girls were not very well up in geography in those days, but they did learn a good deal listening to their elders. They were hardly through supper when Captain Grier came with the very japanned box papa had brought over from France and placed in Miss Arabella's care. His name was on it "Charles Winthrop Adams." Oh, and that was Uncle Win's name, too! Surely, they were relations!
"I never quite understood what brought up the subject, but Julia once referred to a picture." Ida laughed softly. "I'm afraid I wasn't very tactful, and I shouldn't be astonished if your people still regard me as a partly-civilized Colonial. Anyway, there was a picture a rather striking one. Do you remember Arabella's' making a sketch of you with the ax?" "I certainly do.
As it was, her poor weak darlings were carried about from London to Brighton, from Brighton to some German baths, from the German baths back to Torquay, and thence as regarded the four we have named to that bourne from whence no further journey could be made under the Lady Arabella's directions. The one son and heir to Greshamsbury was named as his father, Francis Newbold Gresham.
Instantly the cause of the excitement flashed upon Rod's mind. His face became pale, and he glanced nervously around upon the men who had gathered near. "Do you hear me?" the parson again demanded. "Do you know anything about that key?" "Yes, grandad, I do," was the trembling reply. "Where is it, then?" "It's down Miss Arabella's neck."
The tidings of Lady Arabella's secret were eagerly listened to, and the token of the mouse-coloured hair was accepted; Sir Amyas comparing, to every one's satisfaction, a certain lock that he bore on a chain next his heart, and a little knot, surrounded with diamonds, in a ring, which he had been still wearing from force of habit, though he declared he should never endure to do so again.
So she made her go and stand up in the corner of the room, for punishment, while Sligo peeped out from under the clock to see." "But you said that Sligo was asleep," said Phonny. "Yes, she went to sleep," replied Beechnut, "but she waked up when Arabella's mother came into the room."
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