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'Thus was concluded the marriage between William Ponsonby and Emily Percival, and the junction of the two estates, which formed together the great desideratum five thousand acres in a ring-fence. Mr. Seagrove finished, and he looked round for approbation. 'Very good indeed, Seagrove, said his lordship; 'you must take a glass of wine after that.
"'Yes, and you'll get over it cleverly, I've no doubt. Five thousand acres, William, and a pretty wife! "'Have you any further commands, uncle? said William, depositing the cheque in his pocket-book. "'Now, my dear boy, are you going? "'Yes, sir; I dine at the Clarendon. "'Well, then, good-bye. Make my compliments and excuses to your friend Seagrove. You will come on Tuesday or Wednesday.
"Thus was concluded the marriage between William Ponsonby and Emily Percival, and the junction of the two estates, which formed together the great desideratum, five thousand acres in a ring-fence." Mr Seagrove finished, and he looked round for approbation. "Very good, indeed, Seagrove," said his lordship, "you must take a glass of wine after that."
Whenever he said that anything he was going to narrate was 'as good as a comedy, it was generally understood by those who were acquainted with him that he was to be asked so to do. Cecilia Ossulton therefore immediately said, 'Pray act it, Mr. Seagrove. Upon which, Mr.
"Then I beg you will not think of proposing for me," said Mrs Lascelles, laughing; for Mr Vaughan had been excessively attentive. "It appears to me, Vaughan," observed Seagrove, "that you have slightly committed yourself by that remark." Vaughan, who thought so too, replied: "Mrs Lascelles must be aware that I was only joking." "Fie!
As soon as we arrived, and I had bowed myself into the room, Mr Ponsonby bowed me out again which would have been infinitely more jarring to my feelings, had not the door been left a-jar." "Do anything but pun, Seagrove," interrupted Hautaine. "Well, then, I will take a glass of wine." "Do so," said his lordship; "but recollect the whole company are impatient for your story."
He talks of the pleasure of a rough sea, which will drive all the ladies below and then they will not perceive that he is more sick than themselves. He has the misfortune to be born to a large estate, and to be a fool. His name is Ossulton. The last of the gentlemen on board whom I have to introduce, is Mr Seagrove. He is slightly made, with marked features full of intelligence.
Seagrove, with theirs, and Mr. Arlington and I, must all leave within a day or two of each other, and a year, with all its chances and changes, will probably intervene before we meet again. The very thought, as I have said, threw a shadow upon us; but Col. Donaldson, who is a most inveterate foe to sadness, would not suffer us to yield unresistingly to its influence.
The air has given everybody an appetite; and it was not until the cloth was removed that the conversation became general. "Mr Seagrove," said his lordship, "you very nearly lost your passage; I expected you last Thursday." "I am sorry, my lord, that business prevented my sooner attending to your lordship's kind summons."
Whenever he said that anything he was going to narrate was "as good as a comedy," it was generally understood by those who were acquainted with him that he was to be asked so to do. Cecilia Ossulton therefore immediately said, "Pray act it, Mr Seagrove."
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