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Edward and Algernon journeyed down to Fairly together, after the confidence which the astute young lawyer had been compelled to repose in his cousin. Sir William Blancove was to be at Fairly, and it was at his father's pointed request that Edward had accepted Mrs. Lovell's invitation.
Thrash him, if you think fit." "Ay," said the farmer, "Boyne's Bank. I've been there already. He's absent from work, on a visit down into Hampshire, one of the young gentlemen informed me; Fairly Park was the name of the place: but I came to you, Mr. Blancove; for you're his father." "Well now, my good Fleming, I hope you think I'm properly punished for that fact."
Lovell has herself been moving to make discoveries down at Warbeach. Mr. Blancove has nearly quitted this sphere. She nursed him I was jealous! the word's out. Truth, courage, and suffering touch Margaret's heart. "Yours, "Percy." Jumping over a bank, Robert came upon Anthony, who was unsteadily gazing at a donkey that cropped the grass by a gate. "Here you are," said Robert, and took his arm.
Rhoda uttered. "Because I'm not a gentleman?" "You are not." "So, if I could make you a lady eh? the lips 'd be ready in a trice. You think of being made a lady a lady!" His arm relaxed in the clutch of her figure. She got herself free, and said: "We saw Mr. Blancove at the theatre with Dahlia." It was her way of meeting his accusation that she had cherished an ambitious feminine dream.
"Then, you are Rhoda?" "My name is Rhoda." "Mine I fear it will not give you pleasure to hear it is Edward Blancove. I returned late last night from abroad." She walked to a distance, out of hearing and out of sight of the house, and he silently followed. The streets were empty, save for the solitary footing of an early workman going to his labour.
"I allow nothing to stand between her and me," he said, and seized her arm. She glanced hurriedly to right and left. At that moment Robert appeared round a corner of the street. He made his voice heard, and, coming up at double quick, caught Edward Blancove by the collar, swinging him off. Rhoda, with a sign, tempered him to muteness, and the three eyed one another.
"By the way, I've seen Robert, too. He called on me at the Bank. Asked after you. "'Seen her? says he. "'No, I says. "'Ever see Mr. Edward Blancove here? he says. "I told him, I'd heard say, Mr. Edward was Continentalling. And then Robert goes off. His opinion is you ain't in England; 'cause a policeman he spoke to can't find you nowhere.
Flinging himself into a chair, he thought of waiting in that place; but a crowd of undefinable sensations immediately beset him. Seeing Edward Blancove in the street below, he threw up the window compassionately, and Edward, casting a glance to right and left, crossed the road. Robert went down to him. "I am waiting for my cousin." Edward had his watch in his hand. "I think I am fast.
Squire Blancove, who lived there, was an irascible, gouty man, out of humour with his time, and beginning, alas for him! to lose all true faith in his Port, though, to do him justice, he wrestled hard with this great heresy. His friends perceived the decay in his belief sooner than he did himself. He was sour in the evening as in the morning. There was no chirp in him when the bottle went round.
Edward Blancove, until he beheld the former standing alone by the churchyard gate, and then he thought more of the empty churchyard and the absence of carriages, proclaiming the dreadful admonition that he must immediately consider as to the best way of comporting himself before an observant and censorious congregation. Major Waring remarked, "You are late."
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