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"My dear aunt, I wonder at that question from you. Did you not make me promise you I would never marry that gentleman, nor any friend of my uncle's?" "And did you?" cried Fountain. "I did," replied the penitent, hanging her head. "My aunt was so kind to me about something or other, I forget what." Fountain bounced up and paced the room. Mrs. Bazalgette lowered her voice: "It is to be Mr.
Succeeding so well in this, Mr. Bazalgette plied him on other points, and found him full of valuable matter, and, by a rare union of qualities, very modest and very frank. "Now I like this," said Mr. Bazalgette, cheerfully. "This is a return to old customs.
This decided Mrs. Bazalgette to let his dresses and him come. He would only be a foil to Mr. Hardie, and perhaps bring him on faster. Her decision once made on the above grounds, she conveyed it in characteristic colors. "No, my love; where I give my affection, there I give my confidence.
Bazalgette had been much interested by David's conversation the last night, and, hearing he was not with the riding-party, had a mind to chat with him. David found him in a magnificent study, lined with books, and hung with beautiful maps that lurked in mahogany cylinders attached to the wall; and you pulled them out by inserting a brass-hooked stick into their rings, and hauling. Mr.
Uncle came round the first; some antiquarian showed him that Dodd was a much more ancient family than Talboys. "Why, sir, they were lords of sixteen manors under the Heptarchy, and hold some of them to this day." Mrs. Bazalgette, too, had long corresponded with her periodically, and on friendly terms. The answers came on the same day, curiously enough.
It would not be prudent to let him receive the information from a servant, or without the accompanying explanation. This it was that made her so unnaturally firm when the little idle B pressed her to waste in play the shining hours. Mrs. Bazalgette went book in hand to her bedroom, and had not been there long before she found employment. Many of Lucy's things were still in the wardrobes. Mrs.
This is a memorandum a sort of reminder." "Yaas." "Then clearly I am not the person to whom it should be given. No; if you want to be reminded of this mighty matter, put this in your desk; if it gets into mine, you will never see it again; I will give you fair warning. There hide it quick here they come." They did come, all but Mr. Bazalgette, who was at work in his study. Mr.
"Well, he is lost; you had better put him in the 'Hue and Cry." La Bazalgette was getting jealous of her own flirtee: he attracted too much of that attention she loved so dear. At last Reginald, despairing of Dodd, went in search of another playmate Master Christmas, a young gentleman a year older than himself, who lived within half a mile.
"I can't come just now," said David, bluntly; "I am doing a lady's work for her." "So I see," retorted Bazalgette, dryly. "We all dine with the Hunts but you and Mr. Dodd," said Mrs. Bazalgette, "so you will be en tete-a-tete all the evening." "All the better for us both." And with this ingratiating remark Mr. Bazalgette retired whistling. Mrs.
"Not quite in vain, aunt," said Lucy sadly; "you have shown me defects in my poor uncle that I should never have discovered." Mrs. Bazalgette smiled grimly. "Only, as you hate him, and I love him, and always mean to love him, permit me to call his defects 'thought-lessness. You can apply the harsh term 'selfish-ness' to the most good-natured, kind, indulgent oh!" "Ha! ha!
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