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Updated: June 16, 2025
'And it is wonderful what can be done with an old man when you are his darling, said Mrs. Chickerel. 'If I were Berta I should go to London oftener, said Picotee, to turn the conversation. 'But she lives mostly in the library. And, O, what do you think? She is writing an epic poem, and employs Emmeline as her reader. 'Dear me. And how are Sol and Dan?
Doncastle arose, her husband said he was going to speak to Chickerel for a minute or two, and Neigh followed his aunt upstairs. Presently Doncastle joined them. 'I have been talking to Chickerel, he said. 'It is a very curious affair this marriage of his daughter and Lord Mountclere. The whole situation is the most astounding I have ever met with. The man is quite ill about the news.
Chickerel and his family now lived at Firtop Villa, in that place, a house which, like many others, had been built since Julian's last visit to the town. He was directed to the outskirts, and into a fir plantation where drives and intersecting roads had been laid out, and where new villas had sprung up like mushrooms.
Chickerel living here as well? Christopher ventured to inquire, when they were downstairs again. 'Yes; but confined to her room as usual, I regret to say. Two more sisters of mine, whom you have never seen at all, are also here. They are older than any of the rest of us, and had, broadly speaking, no education at all, poor girls. The eldest, Gwendoline, is my cook, and Cornelia is my housemaid.
When they reached the lodge, the lodge-keeper was walking in the sun, smoking his pipe. 'Good morning, he said to Chickerel. 'Any rejoicings at the Court to-day? the butler inquired. 'Quite the reverse. Not a soul there. 'Tisn't knowed anywhere at all. I had no idea of such a thing till he brought my lady here. Not going off, neither.
'Did you speak? said Mrs. Doncastle, looking with astonishment at the butler. 'Chickerel, what's the matter are you ill? said Mr. Doncastle simultaneously. 'Was it you who said that? 'I did, sir, said Chickerel in a husky voice, scarcely above a whisper. 'I could not help it. 'Why? 'She is my daughter, and it shall be known at once! 'Who is your daughter?
'What has anybody been insulting you? said Mrs. Chickerel. 'Yes; or rather I sometimes think he may have: that is, if a proposal of marriage is only removed from being a proposal of a very different kind by an accident. 'A proposal of marriage can never be an insult, her mother returned. 'I think otherwise, said Ethelberta. 'So do I, said her father.
Chickerel hastily entered with Mountclere, Sol joined them, and they sped on. Christopher drove close in their rear, not quite certain whether he did well in going further, now that there were plenty of people to attend to the business, but anxious to see the end. The other three sat in silence, with their eyes upon their knees, though the clouds were dispersing, and the morning grew bright.
'Yes, I got your letter, said Chickerel, 'and I felt I should like to come that I ought to come, to save her from what she'll regret. Luckily, this gentleman, a stranger to me, has given me a lift from Anglebury, or I must have hired. He pointed to Christopher. 'But he's Mr. Julian! said Sol. 'You are Mrs. Petherwin's father?
They were standing at the bottom of the steps, saying a few parting words about Picotee's visit to see the dinner, when a female figure appeared by the railing above, slipped in at the gate, and flew down the steps past the father and daughter. At the moment of passing she whispered breathlessly to him, 'Is that you, Mr. Chickerel? 'Yes, said the butler.
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