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As he did so Lord Broadstone looked up and came toward him. "I am much obliged to you for having come so promptly," he said, with melancholy courtesy. "I thought we should have met soon on an occasion more agreeable to us both. As you are here, forgive me if I talk business.
'Oh, said she earnestly, 'do you think there is any hope of Captain Morville's coming? 'Oh yes, said Laura. 'I am so glad! That is what papa is gone to Broadstone about. Maurice said he had given him such a lecture, that he would not be the one to think of asking him, and papa must do it himself; for if he sets his face against it, it will spoil it all.
Laura, besides the natural pain in leaving home, was sorry to be no longer near Philip, especially as it was not likely that he would be still at Broadstone on their return; yet she was so restless and dissatisfied, that any change was welcome, and the fear of betraying herself almost took away the pleasure of his presence. He met them at the railway station at Broadstone, where Mr.
Macmillan asked me to write a preface to this new edition of Miss Edgeworth's stories I thought I should like to see the place where she had lived so long and where she had written so much, and so it happened that being in Ireland early this year, my daughter and I found ourselves driving up to Broadstone Station one morning in time for the early train to Edgeworthstown.
I am very glad to see you safe here, for I have felt all along that we forsook you; but I could not help it. 'I am very glad you did not stay. The worst of all would have been that you should have run any risk. 'There is the carriage, said Amy. 'Mamma and Charlie have been to Broadstone. They thought they might meet you by the late train. Philip's colour rose.
Broadstone couldn't help it. Tell him so. Bless you Tell Oliver Yours, J.F." The greater part of the letter was all but illegible even by her but the "bless you" and the "J.F." were more firmly written than the rest, as though the failing hand had made a last effort. Her spiritual vanity was hungry and miserable.
'Come to Broadstone! You aren't still bound to Mr. Lascelles, said Charles. 'If he has time for me, said Guy. 'I am too far behind the rest of the world to afford to be idle this vacation. 'That's right, Guy, exclaimed Philip, sitting up, and looking full of approval. 'With so much perseverance, you must get on at last. How did you do in collections? 'Tolerably, thank you.
The other young men were guests at Broadstone, but if he came there every day as he had been doing, and as he wanted to do, it might be thought that he was taking advantage of Mrs. Easterfield's kindness. At that moment he heard the rustle of skirts, and, glancing up, saw Mrs. Easterfield, who was looking for him. Mrs.
Easterfield; who several years before had been traveling in that part of the country; declared that Broadstone was the most delightful place for a summer residence that she had ever seen, either in this country or across the ocean. So, with the consent and money of her husband, she had bought the estate the summer before the time of our story, and had gone there to live. Mr.
He took no notice of the telegrams; he did not invite the envoys, and when they came he had little or nothing of interest to say to them. Lord Broadstone, he declared, was fully in possession of his views. He had nothing more to add. And, indeed, a short note from him laid by in the new Premier's pocket-book was, if the truth were known, the fons et origo of all Lord Broadstone's difficulties.
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