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"It may be that it will be sold." "Lawrence Twentyman sell Chowton Farm! I thought he was well off." Little as she had been at Bragton she knew all about Chowton Farm, except that its owner was so wounded by vain love as to be like a hurt deer.
I don't want it talked about, but I don't mind mentioning it to you." "You should never let those troubles touch you so closely," said his lordship, whose own withers at this moment were by no means unwrung. "I dare say not. But if you feel it, how are you to help it? I shall do very well when I get away. Chowton Farm is not the only spot in the world." "But a man so fond of hunting as you are!"
The parish of Bragton lies to the left of the high road as you go into the town from Rufford and the direction of London, whereas Chowton Farm, the property of Mr. Twentyman, is on the right of the road, but in the large parish of St. John's, Dillsborough.
"Well; yes; once it was so, Mr. Morton. What I've got to say now, Mr. Morton, is this. Chowton Farm is in the market! But I wouldn't say a word to any one about it till you had had the offer." "You going to sell Chowton!" "Yes, Mr. Morton, I am." "From all I have heard of you I wouldn't have believed it if anybody else had told me." "It's a fact, Mr. Morton.
"I don't care what you're doing," said Larry in his misery. "You are an infernal blackguard and that's the best of you." Chowton Farm for Sale. John Morton had returned to town soon after his walk into Dillsborough and had there learned from different sources that both Arabella Trefoil and Lord Rufford had gone or were going to Mistletoe.
"I never want anything of that kind, Reg. I never make in such matters, or mar if I can help it." "There is a man at Dillsborough wants to marry her." "I can easily believe that there should be two or three. Who is the man?" "Do you remember old Twentyman of Chowton?" "He was our near neighbour. Of course I remember him. I can remember well when they bought the land." "It is his son."
But yet she thought that it perhaps was bold, and that he would be angry. But he came up to her, and placing himself between her and Kate, whispered into her ear, "Bravely done, my girl. After a little I will try to be as brave, but I could never do it as well." Larry in the meantime had moved his mare away, and before the Master had arrived, was walking slowly up his own road to Chowton Farm.
The lands in Bragton and Mallingham he could not sell; but Chowton Farm which was in St. John's had been bought by Larry Twentyman's grandfather. For a time there had been some bitterness of feeling; but the Twentymans had been well-to-do respectable people, most anxious to be good neighbours, and had gradually made themselves liked by the owner of Bragton.
He need not now remain at Chowton thinking it possible that the girl might even yet change her mind. "And you will bear in that she wishes you to be a man." "Why did she not make me one? But that is all, all over. You tell her from me that I am not the man to whimper because I am hurt. What ought a man to do that I can't do?" "Let her know that you are going about your old pursuits.
The old lady understood all about it. "I could pay it off in two years," said the sick man. "There need be no paying off, and no mortgage, if I did it I almost believe I have got enough to do it." He knew very well that she had much more than enough. "I think more of this property than of anything in the world, my dear." "Chowton Farm could be yours, you know."
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