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After night-fall he found himself in the firwood, approaching the 'fruitless tree. He had leaned against it musingly, for a time, when he heard voices, as of a couple confident in their privacy. The footman, Gainsford, was courting a maid of the Tinley's, and here, being midway between the two houses, they met.
Thus, by the prettiest exercise of charity that can be conceived, they pleaded for the man Gainsford, while they struck a blow at Mrs. Chump; and in performing one of the virtues laid down by religion, proved their enemy to be hostile to its influences. Mrs. Chump was this morning very late. The office of morning reader was new to Mr.
'Lloyd George for ever and Britannia rules the waves. Dare say I should sing it myself if I'd come out covered with glory like you did." "I met Gainsford today. He says the longacre fences ought to be renewed before winter. Parts of them are so rotten that the first gale will bring them down." "Damn Gainsford and damn the fences and damn you." "Really, really!"
Burton was at this time a comely dame, whose embonpoint contour, however indicative of florid health and serenity of temper, exhibited little of the airy elegance and grace said to have distinguished the girlhood of Elizabeth Gainsford.
After night-fall he found himself in the firwood, approaching the 'fruitless tree. He had leaned against it musingly, for a time, when he heard voices, as of a couple confident in their privacy. The footman, Gainsford, was courting a maid of the Tinley's, and here, being midway between the two houses, they met.
Doubts of the precision of outline and general welfare of this curl, apparently, caused her to straighten her back and furtively raise her head, with an easy upward motion, as of a cork alighted in water, above the level of the looking- glass on her left hand an action she repeated, with a solemn aspect, four times; at which point Gainsford gave way.
Well, she is fun! she don't mind handin' you a five-shilling piece when she's done tender: but I have nearly lost my place two or three time along of that woman. She'd split logs with laughing: no need of beetle and wedges! Aha! ain't it good?" "Oh! the tinker's dog! won't I remember that!" said the damsel, "she can't be such a fool." "Well, I don't know," Gainsford meditated critically.
Chump let go the door-handle with a moan. The door was closed by Gainsford, now one of the gravest of footmen. A chair was placed for her, and she sat down, desperately watching the reader for the fall of his voice. The period was singularly protracted. The ladies turned to one another, to question with an eyelid why it was that extra allowance was given that morning. Mr.
The poor woman was reduced to submit to the rigour of the hour, coming down flustered, and endeavouring to look devout, while many uncertainties as to the condition of the hooks of her attire distracted her mind and fingers. On one occasion, Gainsford, the footman, had been seen with his eye on her; and while Mr.
Pole cast a pregnant look at the servants' row as he closed the book; but the expression of his daughters' faces positively signified that no remark was to be made, and he contained himself. Later, the ladies told him that Gainsford had done no worse than any uneducated man would have been guilty of doing. Mrs.
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