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I have no mind to be unseated, on the plea of 'bribery and corruption. Here's Sir John Dobede galloping in, with a face as red as the sun in a fog." "Well, it may be he has heard the news. I can tell you, Archibald, West Lynne is in a state of excitement that has not been its lot for many a day." Miss Carlyle was right. Excitement and indignation had taken possession of West Lynne.
But she could make nothing of it; she could not divine the cause of the commotion. The man's answer to Miss Carlyle and Lady Dobede, clear though it was, did not quite reach her ears. "What did he say?" she cried. "Good Heavens!" cried one of the maids, whose hearing had been quicker than Afy's. "He says they are arrested for the wilful murder of Hal -of your father, Miss Afy!
Carlyle, her thick veil shading her features, and their pallor contrasting with the blue spectacles. They alighted at the residence of Miss Carlyle. Quite a gathering was already there. Lady and Miss Dobede, the Herberts, Mrs. Hare, and many others; for the house was in a good spot for seeing the fun; and all the people were eager to testify their respect to Mr.
Mr. Carlyle was proposed by Sir John Dobede, and seconded by Mr. Herbert. Lord Mount Severn, than whom not a busier man was there, would willingly have been proposer and seconder too, but he had no local influence in the place. Sir Francis Levison was proposed also by two gentlemen of standing. The show of hands was declared to be in favor of Mr. Carlyle.
But Louisa Dobede is a girl to be coveted, and, as mamma says, it might be happier for you if you married again. I thought you would be sure to do so." "No. She who was my wife lives." "What of that?" uttered Barbara, in simplicity. He did not answer for a moment, and when he did, it was in a low, almost imperceptible tone, as he stood by the table at which Barbara sat, and looked down on her.
All the notables within ten miles were discussed, not excepting the bench justices. Mr. Justice Hare? No! he was too uncompromising, he would study his own will, but not that of West Lynne. Squire Pinner? He never made a speech in his life, and had not an idea beyond turnips and farming stock. Colonel Bethel? He had no money to spend upon an election. Sir John Dobede? He was too old.
Hare, emphatically, "more calculated to bring it you than that sweet girl, Louisa Dobede." "So long as " Mr. Carlyle was beginning, and had not got so far in his sentence, when he was interrupted by an exclamation from Barbara. "What can be the matter with papa? Locksley must have said something to anger him.
Her cheeks, now blushing rosy red, now pale as the veil that shaded them, betrayed how intense was her emotion. The bridesmaids came after her with jaunty steps, vain in their important office Louisa Dobede, Augusta and Kate Herbert, and Mary Pinner. Mr. Carlyle was already in his place at the altar, and as Barbara neared him, he advanced, took her hand, and placed her on his left.
"There you go, over to see Sir John Dobede, not to see Sir John, but paying court to Miss Dobede." "So the Buck's Head was amusing itself with that!" good-naturedly observed Mr. Carlyle. "Well, Miss Dobede is going to be married, and I am drawing up the settlements." "It's not she; she marries young Somerset; everybody knows that. It's the other one, Louisa. A nice girl, Carlyle."
"Of course I should. I know who it is that stuck-up Louisa Dobede." "No, it is not. I never had the slightest intention of choosing Louisa Dobede, nor she of choosing me. I am marrying to please myself, and, for a wife, Louisa Dobede would not please me." "As you did before," sarcastically put in Miss Corny. "Yes; as I did before."
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