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"Not consciously; Fred, and Frank St. Leger deserves as much of the credit as I do." "Who was he? a brother of Aunt Geoffrey's?" "O yes, Fred," said Henrietta, "to be sure you knew that. You have heard how mamma came home from India with General St. Leger and his little boy and girl. But by the by, mamma, what became of their mother?" "Lady Beatrice? She died in India just before we came home.
Henrietta Maria Caine, at the Golden Fan, both fashionable milliners; Anna Adams, who advertises Quebec and Garrick bonnets, Prussian cloaks, and scarlet cardinals, opposite the old brick meeting-house; besides a lady at the head of a wine and spirit establishment.
Nevertheless, Henrietta thanked him none the less heartily, although greatly embarrassed, for his readiness to help her, his kind care, and his generosity in providing every thing she wanted. "Oh! you owe me no thanks," he said. "I have only done my duty, and that very imperfectly."
"Probably I do wear fewer ornaments than your mamma did, for she was rich, and I was poor. Indeed, I have no ornaments to wear except what your papa has given me." "He gives you lots of things, doesn't he? Every thing you have?" "Yes." "Do you like his doing it?" "Very much indeed." "Then was that the reason you married him? Aunt Henrietta said it was." Christian's blood boiled.
Nor was she, as Henrietta truly said, entirely averse to the change; she loved to talk of what she still regarded as her home, but the shrinking dread of the pang it must give to return to the scene of her happiest days, to the burial-place of her husband, to the abode of his parents, had been augmented by the tender over-anxious care of her mother, Mrs.
But it was all one to Henrietta. Meanwhile the long drawn out process between Mr. John and his sister Madame Lángai continued its course. There was no thought of a compromise between the parties. Madame Lángai expended so much of her private means in the action that nearly the whole of the property left her by her husband went in costs.
This was Charles Batty, taking a great deal of trouble over his purchase, for spread before him on the counter was an assortment of large chocolate boxes adorned with bows of ribbon and pictures of lovers leaning over stiles and red-lipped maidens caressing dogs. 'I don't like these pictures, Henrietta heard him mutter bashfully. 'Here's one with roses.
There's nothing for a gentleman in America. I should like to be a diplomatist; but American diplomacy that's not for gentlemen either. I'm sure if you had seen the last min " Henrietta Stackpole, who was often with her friend when Mr.
"Sarah, my darling, permit me to be sole judge in all the arrangements that concern my daughter." Count Ville-Handry's accent was so firm as he said this, that one would have sworn the idea of dislodging Henrietta had sprung from his own brains. He went on, "I never act thoughtlessly, and always take time to mature my decisions. In this case I act from motives of the most ordinary propriety. Mrs.
She was delighted likewise that I was quite ready to accompany her to thank Queen Henrietta for her intercession, and to take her advice for the future, nor did she object for that day to my mourning costume, as I was to appear in the character of a suppliant. When I caught Annora's almost contemptuous eyes, I was ready to have gone in diamonds and feathers.
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