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He had found a wife who could forgive all his past offences, and also, if necessary, some future offences; who had money enough for all his wants, and kindness enough to gratify them, and who had, moreover, which for the Captain was the most important, strength enough to keep from him the power of ruining them both. Reader, let us wish a happy married life to Captain and Mrs Bellfield!
"Effects of the farmyard," said Mrs Greenow aloud, in Jeannette's hearing, when she received the note. "It would be well for Captain Bellfield if he had a few such effects himself." "You can give him enough, ma'am," said Jeannette, "to make him a better man than Mr Cheesacre any day. And for a gentleman of course I say nothing, but if I was a lady, I know which should be the man for me."
But he feared Bellfield more than he feared the brougham. That all is fair in love and war was no doubt, at this period, Captain Bellfield's maxim, and we can only trust that he found in it some consolation, or ease to his conscience, in regard to the monstrous lies which he told his friend. In war, no doubt, all stratagems are fair.
I have served her Majesty in the four quarters of the globe, Mrs Greenow; and now I am ready to serve you in any way in which you will allow me to make my service acceptable." Whereupon he took one stride over to the sofa, and went down upon his knees before her. "But, Captain Bellfield, I don't want any services. Pray get up now; the girl will come in." "I care nothing for any girl.
Nevertheless, the widow had contrived to reconcile the two men before she reached the Hall. They had actually shaken hands, and the lamb Cheesacre had agreed to lie down with the wolf Bellfield. Cheesacre, moreover, had contrived to whisper into the widow's ears the true extent of his errand into Westmoreland. This, however, he did not do altogether in Bellfield's hearing.
"It's only me, Cheesy, my boy," said Bellfield. "I've just come down by the rail to fetch my things, and I'm going back to Norwich by the 9.20. "If you've stolen anything of mine I'll have you prosecuted," roared Cheesacre, as he drove his gig up to his own door. A Noble Lord Dies
Alice promised that she would bear it all in mind, and then Kate went on with her reading. Poor Bellfield was working very hard at his drill, Mrs Greenow went on to say; so hard that sometimes she really thought the fatigue would be too much for his strength. He would come in sometimes of an evening and just take a cup of tea; generally on Mondays and Thursdays.
"You are very podgy, Cheesacre," Bellfield continued, "and then you so often smell of the farm-yard; and you talk too much of your money and your property. You'd have had a better chance if you had openly talked to her of hers, as I have done. As it is, you haven't any chance at all."
There was a great unpacking, during which Captain Bellfield and Mrs Greenow constantly had their heads in the same hamper. I by no means intend to insinuate that there was anything wrong in this. People engaged together in unpacking pies and cold chickens must have their heads in the same hamper.
"Oh, certainly," said Captain Bellfield. "Why should there be any change? Cheesacre, old fellow, mind you look after Mrs Walker. Come along, my hearty." It really almost appeared that Captain Bellfield was addressing Mrs Greenow as "his hearty," but it must be presumed that the term of genial endearment was intended for the whole boat's load.
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