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Bovill, "what it would mean to our social life in England if we were a conquered nation, and the conquerors should say: 'All your laws and customs are abrogated; your marriage laws are of no consequence to us; you may follow or leave them as you please, but we do not undertake to support them, and you may live like cattle if you wish; we cannot recognise your marriage laws as binding, nor yet will we legalise any form of marriage among you. Such is in effect, the present position of the natives in the Transvaal.
Kenelm shouldered the knapsack he had deposited in a corner of the room, inquired for the telegraph-office, despatched a telegram to Mr. Bovill, obtained a bedroom at the Commercial Hotel, and fell asleep, muttering these sensible words, "Rouchefoucauld was perfectly right when he said, 'Very few people would fall in love if they had not heard it so much talked about."
To Kenelm's great relief, Mr. Bovill rose from the table with a beaming countenance, and extending his hand to Kenelm, said, "Sir, you are a gentleman; sit down, sit down and take breakfast." Then, as soon as the maid was out of the room, the uncle continued, "I have heard all your good conduct from this young simpleton. Things might have been worse, sir."
"This dress," she said contemptuously, "this dress; is not that easily altered with shops in the town?" "Gad!" muttered Mr. Bovill, "that youngster is a second Solomon; and if I can't manage Elsie, she'll manage a husband whenever she gets one."
In fact a more shrewd man of business than Mr. Bovill is seldom met with on 'Change or in market. "I travel on foot to please myself, sir," answered Kenelm, curtly, and unconsciously set on his guard. "Of course you do," cried Mr. Bovill, with a jovial laugh. "But it seems you don't object to a chaise and pony whenever you can get them for nothing, ha, ha! excuse me, a joke." Herewith Mr.
Bovill, you will see how much your very excusable desire to secure your niece's happiness, and, I may add, to reward what you allow to have been forbearing and well-bred conduct on my part, has hurried you into an error of judgment. You know nothing of me.
If she have any female relation, to that relation transfer your charge." "I have! I have!" cried Elsie; "my lost mother's sister: let me go to her." "The woman who keeps a school!" said Mr. Bovill sneeringly. "Why not?" asked Kenelm. "She never would go there. I proposed it to her a year ago. The minx would not go into a school." "I will now, Uncle."
He could not interpret that shy gaze of hers: it was tender, it was deprecating, it was humble, it was pleading; a man accustomed to female conquests might have thought it was something more, something in which was the key to all. But that something more was an unknown tongue to Kenelm Chillingly. When the two men were alone, Mr. Bovill reseated himself and motioned to Kenelm to do the same.
Bovill, "are so engrained in the mind of an average Boer that we can never expect anything to be done by the Volksraad for the natives in this respect.
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