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"But I meant the most important," he explained, smiling. "I don't know," she said. "Uncle James Patten thinks that next to himself the Benyons are. He married one of them. He's an awful snob." "And what is his position?" "I don't know he's a landowner; that's his estate over there," and she nodded towards Fairholm. "Indeed! How far does it extend?"
"Do you know the Benyons?" "No, I don't know anybody in the neighbourhood as yet. I'm here with old Rich to be crammed. My people are trying to force me into the bar or the church or something, because I want to be a sculptor." "Don't be forced," said Beth with spirit. "Follow your own bent. I mean to follow mine." "I didn't know girls had any bent," he answered dubiously.
An intense curiosity then and there assailed her; she must know more of the man; she must launch a boat on this unexplored ocean for the Benyons had not navigated it, they only stood gaping on the beach. Here was scope for that unruly spirit of hers which Marchmont's culture and Marchmont's fascination could neither minister to nor assuage.
There is a property which it is supposed may be claimed by one of the De Benyons, but which we cannot ascertain until we have a little search into the genealogical tree." "Is the property large?" inquired Mr De Benyon. "Not very large," replied I; "but still a very handsome property, I am told." The reader may surmise that the property referred to was my own pretty self.
At all events, this is a sort of clue to follow up. The De Benyons are Irish." "Then I will set off for Ireland to-morrow morning, sir," said I. "You will do no such thing," replied the lawyer; "but you will call upon me to-morrow evening, and perhaps I may have something to say to you."
There is a property which it is supposed may be claimed by one of the De Benyons, but which we cannot ascertain until we have a little search into the genealogical tree." "Is the property large?" inquired Mr De Benyon. "Not very large," replied I; "but still a very handsome property, I am told." The reader may surmise that the property referred to was my own pretty self.
Having wrapped themselves up in their walking things to be ready for any emergency, they locked the door and opened the window softly. They were in a room at the top of the house, which, being next door to the Benyons, commanded the same extensive view down the front street and a bit of Rock Street and the back street, and up Orchard Street on the left to the church.
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