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I've a match on at eleven; my little yacht I've called her the 'Blandish' against Fred Cuirie's 'Begum. I shall beat, but whether I do or not, we'll go up to-night. What's the news? What are they all doing?" "My dear boy!" Adrian returned, sitting comfortably down, "let me put myself a little more on an equal footing with you before I undertake to reply.
Victory is the commonest heritage of the hero, and when Richard came on shore proclaiming that the Blandish had beaten the Begum by seven minutes and three-quarters, he was hastily kissed and congratulated by his bride with her fingers among the leaves of Dr. Kitchener, and anxiously questioned about wine. "Dearest! Mr.
Doria, and of the probable despair of the hapless curate of Lobourne; and other gossip, partly in French. They rounded the lake, and got upon the road through the park to Lobourne. The moon had risen. The atmosphere was warm and pleasant. "Quite a lover's night," said Lady Blandish. "And I, who have none to love pity me!" The wise youth attempted a sigh.
Berry, to whom Richard had once made mention of Lady Blandish as the only friend he had among women, bundled off in her black-satin dress to obtain an interview with her, and an ally. After coming to an understanding on the matter of the visit, and reiterating many of her views concerning young married people, Mrs.
Theoretically wise Lady Blandish had always thought the baronet; she was unprepared to find him thus practically sagacious. She fell many degrees; she wanted something to cling to; so she clung to the man who struck her low. Love, then, was earthly; its depth could be probed by science!
Finally he came to say that he denied himself the pleasure of seeing his son specially, that he for a time might be put to the test the lady seemed to dread. This was almost too much for Lady Blandish. Love's charity boy so loftily serene now that she saw him half denuded a thing of shanks and wrists was a trial for her true heart.
But he found himself obliged to instance something he had quite neglected. "Instead of her doing me harm, it's I that will do her good." Lady Blandish shook her head and held up her finger. "This person must be very clever to have given you that delusion, dear." "She is clever. And the world treats her shamefully." "She complains of her position to you?" "Not a word. But I will stand by her.
In short, my dear, you must then blandish him over with a confession, that all your past behaviour was maidenly reserve only: and it will be your part to convince him of the truth of his imprudent sarcasm, that the coyest maids make the fondest wives.
I confess I should scarcely have hoped to find one like her." "Admit that your science does not accomplish everything." "No: it was presumptuous beyond a certain point," said the baronet, meaning deep things. Lady Blandish eyed him. "Ah me!" she sighed, "if we would always be true to our own wisdom!" "You are very singular to-night, Emmeline." Sir Austin stopped his walk in front of her.
He and Adrian, and Lady Blandish, took tea in the library, and sat till a late hour discussing casuistries relating mostly to the Apple-disease. Converse very amusing to the wise youth, who could suggest to the two chaste minds situations of the shadiest character, with the air of a seeker after truth, and lead them, unsuspecting, where they dared not look about them.
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