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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.
Shorne gave them their opportunities, albeit they were all stowed together in a carriage, and Ferdinand seemed willing to profit by them; but Rose's hand was dead, and she sat by her future lord forming the vow on her lips that they should never be touched by him. Arrived at Beckley, she, to her great delight, found Caroline there, waiting for the funeral.
An hour afterward it was rumoured and confirmed that Juliana Bonner had willed all the worldly property she held in her own right, comprising Beckley Court, to Mr. Evan Harrington, of Lymport, tailor. An abstract of the will was forwarded.
Here at sunrise the young men washed their limbs, and here since her return home English Rose loved to walk by night. She had often spoken of the little happy stream to Evan in Portugal, and when he came to Beckley Court, she arranged that he should sleep in a bed-room overlooking it.
But then, that mansion was Beckley Court. We return to our first ambitions, as to our first loves not that they are dearer to us, quit that delusion: our ripened loves and mature ambitions are probably closest to our hearts, as they deserve to be but we return to them because our youth has a hold on us which it asserts whenever a disappointment knocks us down.
The farther he is from Lymport, my dear! and imagine me, Harriet, driving through Fallow field to Beckley Court! I gave one peep at Dubbins's, as I passed. The school still goes on. I saw three little girls skipping, and the old swing-pole. SEMINARY FOR YOUNG LADIES as bright as ever! I should have liked to have kissed the children and given them bonbons and a holiday.
Goren had no natural heirs of his body, he did not care for that. What affected him painfully was the news of Evan's doings at a noble house, Beckley Court, to wit, where, according to the report of a rich young gentleman friend, Mr. Where the chances of detection were so numerous, Mr. Goren saw much to condemn in the idea of such a marriage. But 'like father like son, said Mr. Goren.
A fine woman yes; still to be admired, I suppose, by some kind of men; but totally wanting in the essentially feminine attractions. 'There was no party, so to say. I will describe the people present, beginning with the insignifacants. 'First, Mr. Parsley, the curate of Beckley. He eats everything at table, and agrees with everything. A most excellent orthodox young clergyman.
They mounted the beacon, and rode along the ridge whence the West became visible, and a washed edge of red over Beckley Church spire and the woods of Beckley Court. 'And what have you been doing to be punished? What brought you here? said Evan. 'Somebody drove me to Fallow field to see my poor sister Susan, returned Polly, half crying. 'Well, did he bring you here and leave you?
The storm was long subsiding. 'Dearest! you are better now? said Caroline. She whispered: 'Yes. 'My brother has only to know you, dear 'Hush! That's past. Juliana stopped her; and, on a deep breath that threatened to break to sobs, she added in a sweeter voice than was common to her, 'Ah, why why did you tell him about the Beckley property?
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