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He had changed, and now that he had become persuasive, she feared he would disturb the serenity with which she desired and strove to contemplate her decision. Tinman's magnanimity was present in her imagination to sustain her, though she was aware that Mrs. Cavely had surprised her will, and caused it to surrender unconsulted by her wiser intelligence.
"I have informed her that I have an objection to long engagements. I don't like her new companion: She says she has been presented at Court. I greatly doubt it." "It's to give herself a style, you may depend. I don't believe her!" exclaimed Mrs. Cavely, with sharp personal asperity.
"A happy resolution," said Fellingham; "and a saving one." He heard further that Mr. Smith would take possession of the Crouch next month, and that Mrs. Cavely hung over Miss Smith like a kite. "And that old Tinman, old enough to be her father!" said Mrs. Crickledon. She dealt in the flashes which connect ideas.
"Dine with me tonight and I'll give you a wine to brisk your spirits, old boy." "Thank you. When I have ordered dinner at home, I and my wine agrees with ME," Tinman replied. "I doubt it." "You shall not provoke me, Philip." They parted stiffly. Mrs. Cavely had unpleasant domestic news to communicate to her brother, in return for his tale of affliction and wrath.
"Bring Annette to dine with us," he said, on Martha's proposing a visit to the dear young creature. Martha drank a glass of her brother's wine at lunch, and departed on the mission. Annette declined to be brought. Her excuse was her guest, Miss Fellingham. "Bring her too, by all means if you'll condescend, I am sure," Mrs. Cavely said to Mary.
Cavely; was called on to interpose with her sweetest grace. "My native place," Tinman said to her; "it is my native place. I have a pride in it; I desire to own property in it, and your father opposes me. He opposes me. Then says I may have it back at auction price, after he has gone far to double the price! I have borne I repeat I have borne too much."
We can't all of us be lords, nor baronets." Catching up his temper thus cleverly, he curbed that habitual runaway, and retired from his old friend's presence to explode in the society of the solitary Martha. Annette's behaviour was as bitterly criticized by the sister as by the brother. "She has gone to those Fellingham people; and she may be thinking of jilting us," Mrs. Cavely said.
She knew Miss Smith was tired to death of constant companionship with Mrs. Cavely, Tinman's sister. She generally came once in the day just to escape from Mrs. Cavely, who would not, bless you! step into a cottager's house where she was not allowed to patronize. Fortunately Miss Smith had induced her father to get his own wine from the merchants.
He had changed, and now that he had become persuasive, she feared he would disturb the serenity with which she desired and strove to contemplate her decision. Tinman's magnanimity was present in her imagination to sustain her, though she was aware that Mrs. Cavely had surprised her will, and caused it to surrender unconsulted by her wiser intelligence.
"I hate him, Martin." Mrs. Cavely laughed in scorn, "I should say, I pity him. It's as clear to me as the sun at noonday, he wanted Annette. That's why I was in a hurry. How I dreaded he would come that evening to our dinner! When I saw him absent, I could have cried out it was Providence!
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