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Captain Mildmay, too, was a brilliant hand, and had written a treatise on croquet the best going. There was a great croquet-party one morning at Brentham. Some neighbors had been invited who loved the sport. Mr. Blenkinsop a grave young gentleman, whose countenance never relaxed while he played, and who was understood, to give his mind entirely up to croquet.
Cousin Lothair wandered about the rooms, and had the satisfaction of seeing a bracelet with a rare and splendid sapphire which he had given to Lady Flora, and a circlet of diamond stars which he had placed on the brow of the Duchess of Brecon. The St. Aldegondes were the only members of the Brentham family who were present. St.
"I do not know what my mother said to you, my dear fellow, but they go to Brentham the day after to-morrow, and will not return. The duchess has been for a long time wishing this, but Corisande would stay. She thought they would only bother themselves about my affairs, and there was more distraction for them in town. But now they are going, and it is for Corisande they go.
It was about a week after the arrival of Lothair, and they were at breakfast at Brentham, in that bright room full of little round tables which Lothair always admired, looking, as it did, upon a garden of many colors. "How I hate modern gardens!" said St. Aldegonde. "What a horrid thing this is! One might as well have a mosaic pavement there. Give me cabbage-roses, sweet-peas, and wall-flowers.
So it was his custom always to repair to Brentham the moment the season was over, and he would exact from his children, that, however short might be the time, they would be his companions under those circumstances.
Every thing was so new in this life at Brentham to Lothair, as well as so agreeable, that the first days passed by no means rapidly; for, though it sounds strange, time moves with equal slowness whether we experience many impressions or none. In a new circle every character is a study, and every incident an adventure; and the multiplicity of the images and emotions restrains the hours.
They were always kind and natural; but they are so polished so exactly what they ought to be; and he always says the right thing. I never knew any one who had so matured." "Yes; it is very little more than a year since he came to us at Brentham," said Lady Corisande, thoughtfully. "Certainly he has greatly changed. I remember he could hardly open his lips; and now I think him very agreeable."
There was the slip of paper which Theodora, at the time, had placed upon the pearls, and on which she had written some unseen words. "Let me place them on you now," said Lothair. "I will wear them as your chains," said Corisande. The sun began to tell them that some hours had elapsed since they quitted Brentham House.
No doubt the father wishes the alliance; nor is there any reason to suppose that it would be disagreeable to the son; but, I repeat it no engagement exists." "If I were not your brother-in-law, I should have been very glad to have married Euphrosyne myself," said St. Aldegonde. "Yes, but what am I to do?" asked Bertram, rather impatiently. "It will not do to write to Brentham," said St.
These remarks were made in the morning-room of Brentham, where the mistress of the mansion sat surrounded by her daughters, all occupied with various works. One knitted a purse, another adorned a slipper a third emblazoned a page.
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