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Updated: July 9, 2025
And are you forever to be like a nun because it has pleased the Lord to take him from you?" "Lord Dashville has not advanced himself in my good opinion, if he cares for that," said Faith, starting sideways, as a woman always does, from the direct issue, "by going to you, when I declined to have anything more to say to him."
"Ah, I must not go now; I may be wanted at any moment" Lord Dashville had very fine taste, but it was not the inanimate beauties of Springhaven that he cared a dash for "and I fear that I could never see the roses there. I think there is nothing in all nature to compare with a rose except one thing."
Would you like your daughter to be one? And when she would seem to have turned her coat for the ladies wear coats now, the horrid ugly things! for the sake of position, and title, and all that. If Lord Dashville had been a poor man, with his own way to make in the world, a plain Mister, there might have been more to be said for it.
"That I shall never do," he replied, while looking at her sadly; "no, my dear child, I shall never attempt to drive instead of lead you. But you have not heard me out as yet. You don't even know who it is I mean." "Oh yes, I do; I know well enough, father. I am not like Dolly, universally admired. Because I do not want to be. You mean Lord Dashville can you tell me that you don't?"
Persons incapable of lofty thought attributed this the most sage and practical of all forms of palinode to no higher source than the pretty face and figure, and sweet patriotism, of Lady Alice, the youngest sister of Lord Dashville. And subsequent facts, to some extent, confirmed this interpretation.
"My dear, you are unjust," replied Sir Charles; "not purposely, I know, for you are the most upright darling that can be, in general. But you accuse young Dashville of what he never did.
Lord Dashville could not repeat before her all that the blunt old King had said: "Monstrous ill-treated woman, shameful, left without a penny, after all her poor husband did for me and the children! Not my fault a bit fault of the Whigs always stingy said he made away with himself bad example don't believe a word of it; very cheerful man.
"Well what do you think of the Dashville, Fitz?" said Mr Berners to Lord Fitzheron, "I saw you dancing with her." "I can't bear her: she sets up to be natural and is only rude; mistakes insolence for innocence; says everything which comes first to her lips and thinks she is gay when she is only giddy." "'Tis brilliant," said Lady Joan to Mr Mountchesney. "When you are here," he murmured.
Lord Dashville had loved her, as she was frightened to remember, for more than a year, because he could not help it, being a young man of great common-sense, as well as fine taste, and some knowledge of the world. "He knows to which side his bread will be buttered," Mr. Swipes had remarked, as a keen observer.
But I'll never tolerate a son of mine in disgusting French hairiness of that sort." "Papa, you are come home as cross as a bear!" cried Dolly, presuming on her favour. "Lord Dashville was here the other day with a very nice one, and I hear that all Cavalry Officers mean to have one, when they can. And Mr. Carne, Frank's friend, encourages it."
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