Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 11, 2025
It appeared to be furnished in a solid, old-fashioned way, and the ornaments, though few, were such as might better have been dispensed with. Old Dagworthy had come to live here some five-and-twenty years previously, having before that occupied a small house in conjunction with his mill. He had been one of the 'worthies' of Dunfield, and in his time did a good deal of useful work for the town.
Dagworthy drew near to her; when close enough to hold out his hand, he could no longer keep his eyes upon her face; they fell, and his visage showed an embarrassment which, even in her confusion her all but dread Emily noticed as a strange thing. She was struggling to command herself, to overcome by reason the fear which always attacked her in this man's presence.
'I couldn't very well help doing that, he replied, unable to resolve how it were best to speak, and uttering the first words that came, carelessly. 'Then he knows you have discovered Her voice failed. Such explanation of her father's absence was a new terror. 'Yes, he knows, Dagworthy answered, cruelty resuming its fascination.
As soon as it was possible to do so, Emily looked meaningly at her father, and he, just as anxious to be on his way homeward, rose for leave-taking. Dagworthy offered no opposition; he went with them to the gates, and shook hands with both, then stood gazing after them as they walked across the common. 'Well, I never knew young Dagworthy anything like that before, said Mr.
He would not admit to himself that this was the end, but he had no voice. 'You hear me? Dagworthy reminded him. 'Yes. I bought a hat. 'And you paid for it with the note I have lost. I happen to know it. There was silence. 'Well, you understand that under ordinary circumstances you would be at once given in charge. Dagworthy spoke almost cheerfully.
'I know very well he did nothing of the kind; whatever his faults are, he's not that sort of man. 'Well, you must confess, mother, he's downright mean; and you've often enough said Mrs. Dagworthy spent more money than pleased him. I know very well I shouldn't like to be his wife. 'You wait till he asks you, Jessie, cried Barbara, with sisterly reproof.
I don't think she liked it. We must bear in mind the kind of society she is used to. Young Dagworthy won't seem of much account to her, I fancy. 'But he has had a good education, hasn't he? 'Pretty good, I suppose. He confessed to us, though, that he couldn't pronounce French words. 'It's quite certain, said Mrs. Hood, 'he wouldn't have invited you in if you had been alone.
'Fortunately, was the reply, with the sad abortive laugh which was Mr. Hood's nearest approach to mirth, 'fortunately he left me alone, and spoke neither well nor ill. He didn't look angry, I thought, so much as put out about something. Emily was relieved from one fear at least, and felt grateful to Dagworthy.
Legge, the partner, pooh-poohed the idea that Dagworthy was secretly married. But Mr. Legge might know as little as other people. There were circles in Dunfield in which another and quite a different myth grew up around the name of Emily Hood. The Cartwrights originated it.
He stood with his eyes fixed on the ground; perspiration covered his face. 'Mr. Dagworthy Emily tried to break the intolerable silence. Her strength was answering now to the demand upon it; his utter abashment before her could not but help her to calmness. But the sound of her first word gave him voice again. 'Let me speak first, he broke forth, now looking full at her.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking