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Whether she did rightly or not we have not now to inquire. I believe that she thought it right." "Entertain friends!" interjected Adela. "But papa cannot possibly mean that we are to go through to the fete on Besworth Lawn, Bella! It's in two days from this dreadful day." "Papa has mentioned it to Mr. Powys; he desires us not to postpone it. We..." Arabella's voice broke piteously.

The eyes of the fair economist sparkled as she dwelt on these particular advantages of Besworth. Richford boasted a show of flowers that might tempt its guests to parade the grounds on balmy evenings. Wilfrid kept by the side of Lady Charlotte. She did not win his taste a bit.

An acute glance from Adela made her ask whether Besworth was to be surrendered. "Oh, no! my dear. We may have Besworth." "Then, surely!" "But, there are conditions?" said Arabella. "Yes. Wilfrid's enigma is explained. Bella, that woman has seen papa." "What woman?" "Mrs. Chump." "She has our permission to see him in town, if that is any consolation to her."

"And what on earth can that be?" interposed Arabella. "You may well ask. Could a genie have guessed that Mrs. Chump was at the bottom of it all? The conclusion of the dreadful discussion is this, that papa offers to take the purchase of Besworth into his consideration, if we, as I said before, will receive Mrs. Chump as our honoured guest.

On Besworth Lawn, of all places! and they used the word 'picnic. "A word suggestive of gnawed drumstick and ginger-beer bottles." Adela quoted some scapegoat of her acquaintance, as her way was when she wished to be pungent without incurring the cold sisterly eye of reproof for a vulgarism. Both Laura and Mabel, when they heard of the mighty entertainment fixed for Besworth Lawn by Mr.

"Very; seeing that we endure the evil and decline the sop with it." "How?" "We have renounced Besworth." "Have you! And did this renunciation make you all sit on the edge of your chairs, this afternoon, as if Edward Buxley had arranged you? You give up Besworth? I'm afraid it's too late." "Oh, Wilfrid! can you be ignorant that something more is involved in the purchase of Besworth?"

The sunset fronted Besworth Lawn; the last light of day was danced down to inspiriting music: and now Arabella sent word for Besworth hall-doors and windows to be opened; and on the company beginning to disperse, there beckoned promise of a brilliant supper-table.

You don't differ about Besworth: or, didn't. I never saw a woman so much in love with a place as she is." "A place?" emphasized Adela. "Don't be too arch. I comprehend. She won't take me minus Besworth, you may be sure." "Did you, Wilfrid! but you did not offer yourself as owner of Besworth?" Wilfrid kept his eyes slanting on the floor. "Now I see why you should still wish it," continued Adela.

He laughed when he read the simple sentence: "We hope you will not fancy that we have any peculiar personal interest in view;" and replied to them that he was sure they had none: that he looked upon Besworth with favour, "and I may inform you," he pursued, "that your taste is heartily applauded by Lady Charlotte Chillingworth, she bids me tell you."

'Adela, or the Puritan sister, thus: you sit on the extremest edge, and your eyes peruse the ceiling; and..." "Oh! will you ever forget that perfectly ridiculous scene?" Adela cried in anguish. She was led by easy stages to talk of Besworth. "Understand," said Wilfrid, "that I am indifferent about it.

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