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But, my dear, that's the very thing I wanted to talk to you about, Miss Powder, you've seen her, aren't you pleased with her? 'She was very pleasant to me. 'She is that to everybody, and her mother is a very fine woman. Now, my dear, you will be at your pleasure, seeing your friends at Chickaree couldn't you contrive to bring Dane and Annabella together again? 'I? said Wych Hazel, surprised.
Luttridge also deserves her share of praise for the manner in which she reproved her niece for giving way to her feelings, and for the address with which she wished to Heaven that poor Annabella had the calm philosophic temper of which Miss Portman was, she understood, a most uncommon example. As Mr.
He had proved a very delicate fish to hook; and, even when Annabella had caught him, my father and mother had great difficulty in landing him principally, they were good enough to say, in consequence of my presence on the scene. Hence the decided advantage of my removal from home.
Scarcely had Clarence arranged his scheme, when he heard the voices of the ladies, who were coming up stairs. Mrs. Luttridge made her appearance, accompanied by a very pretty, modish, affected young lady, Miss Annabella Luttridge, her niece. Her little coquettish airs were lost upon Clarence Hervey, whose eye was intently fixed upon the door, watching for the entrance of Mr. Vincent.
Annabella, with a shriek of disgust, flung the bottle furiously into the fireplace. Fortunately it was summer-time, or I might have had to echo the shriek with a cry of "Fire!" "You wretch! you brute! you low, mischievous, swindling blackguard!" cried my amiable sister, shaking her skirts with all her might, "you have done this on purpose! Don't tell me! I know you have.
Teddy insisted on going also, and seeing that all the others had toys, he tucked a squeaking lamb under one arm, and old Annabella under the other, little dreaming what anguish the latter idol was to give him. "Where are you going, my chickens?" asked Mrs. Jo, as the flock passed her door. "To play by the big rock; can't we?" "Yes, only don't do near the pond, and take good care of baby."
‘No, love,’ said I—‘or him either,’ I mentally added. ‘And do you like him, Annabella?’ ‘Like him! yes, to be sure—over head and ears in love!’ ‘Well, I hope you’ll make him a good wife.’ ‘Thank you, my dear! And what besides do you hope?’ ‘I hope you will both love each other, and both be happy.’ ‘Thanks; and I hope you will make a very good wife to Mr.
In less than a fortnight the party break up, much to my sorrow, for every day I enjoy it more and more—now that Messrs. Boarham and Wilmot have ceased to tease me, and my aunt has ceased to lecture me, and I have ceased to be jealous of Annabella—and even to dislike her—and now that Mr. Huntingdon is become my Arthur, and I may enjoy his society without restraint.
I merely leant my hand upon it, and bid him go on. ‘Do not be alarmed,’ said he: ‘what I wish to say is nothing in itself; and I will leave you to draw your own inferences from it. You say that Annabella is not yet returned?’ ‘Yes, yes—go on!’ said I, impatiently; for I feared my forced calmness would leave me before the end of his disclosure, whatever it might be.
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