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Now Jenny had come to Beckley Court to meet William Harvey: she was therefore sufficiently soft to think she could care for him whatever his origin were, and composed in the knowledge that no natal stigma was upon him to try the strength of her affection.
In vain poor Andrew Cogglesby, to whom the dinner had been torture, and who was beginning to see the position they stood in at Beckley, begged to be allowed to take them away, or to go alone. The Countess laughed him into submission.
A school at Bodley! thought Evan, and his probationary years at the Cudford Establishment rose before him; and therewith, for the first time since his residence at Beckley, the figure of John Raikes. 'There's a friend of mine, he said, aloud, 'I think if Lady Jocelyn does wish Miss Bonner to learn Latin thoroughly, he would do very well for the groundwork and would be glad of the employment.
'What a beautiful hit! exclaimed one of the ladies, languidly watching the ascent of the ball. 'Beautiful, d' ye call it? muttered the squire. The ball, indeed, was dropping straight into the hands of the long-hit- off. Instantly a thunder rolled. But it was Beckley that took the joyful treble Fallow field the deeply cursing bass.
How happy will she be who is led hither to reside by you, Mr. Harry! 'Mine? No; there's the bother, he answered, with unfeigned chagrin. 'Beckley isn't Elburne property, you know. It belongs to old Mrs. Bonner, Rose's grandmama. 'Oh! interjected the Countess, indifferently. 'I shall never get it no chance, Harry pursued.
When she was gone, the Countess covered her face with her hands. 'Even this creature would despise us! she exclaimed. The young lady encountered by Mr. Raikes on the road to Fallow field, was wrong in saying that Beckley would be seen out before the shades of evening caught up the ball. Not one, but two men of Beckley the last two carried out their bats, cheered handsomely by both parties.
This was another of the many forms of intoxication to which circumstances subjected the poor lover. In Fallow field, among impertinent young men, Evan's pride proclaimed him a tailor. At Beckley Court, acted on by one genuine soul, he forgot it, and felt elate in his manhood. The shades of Tailordom dispersed like fog before the full South-west breeze.
The longer he stayed at Beckley the more he lived in this world within world, and if now and then the harsh outer life smote him, a look or a word from Rose encompassed him again, and he became sensible only of a distant pain.
Old Tom saw he was in for excellent fun, and wouldn't spoil it for the world. 'Yes, Nan? 'So I went to Caroline. She was easy enough; and she went to the Countess. 'Well, and she ? 'She was willing, too, till Lady Jocelyn came and took Miss Bonner home to Beckley, and because Evan had written to my lady to fetch her, the Countess she was angry. That was all. Because of that, you know.
Andrew, however, betrayed remarkable discomposure. He said plainly that he wanted to leave Beckley Court, and wondered why he didn't leave, and whether he was on his head or his feet, and how he had been such a fool as to come. 'Do you mean that for me? said sensitive Evan. 'Oh, you! You're a young buck, returned Andrew, evasively.
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