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Barton for her intimacy with Lord Dungory. She longed to talk the matter out, but dared not; while Cecilia regretted she had spoken; for, with the quickness of the deformed, she knew that Alice had divined the truth of the family feud. The sun fell like lead upon the short grass of the deer-park and the frizzled heads of the hawthorns.
'You will find Milord the same as ever toujours galant; always thinking of la beauté, et les femmes. Lord Dungory was the kind of man that is often seen with the Mrs. Barton type of woman. An elderly beau verging on the sixties, who, like Mrs. Barton, suggested a period. His period was very early Victorian, but he no longer wore a silk hat in the country.
'I want you to win her thoughts away from Captain Hibbert, said Mrs. Barton; 'she is grieving her heart out and will be a wreck before we go to Dublin. Tell her you heard at Dungory Castle that he was flirting with other girls, that he is not worth thinking about, and that the Marquis is in love with her. 'But that would be scarcely the truth, mamma, Alice replied hesitatingly. Mrs.
I have always been a Liberal, but I confess that I entirely fail to understand the action the Government are taking in the present crisis. As Lord Dungory was about to reply that he did not believe that the peasants could continue to resist the Government indefinitely, the police-sergeant in charge of the picnic-party approached, his face overcast.
He took honours at Trinity, and if he hasn't done as much since as we expected, it is because he is too honourable, too conscientious, to ally himself to any particular party. 'That was always the way with Lord Dungory, suggested Mrs. Gould. Lady Jane bit her lip, and continued, without taking notice of the interruption: 'Now, I hope Mr.
'Yes; I met him at dinner at Dungory Castle. 'Well, introduce him to me if you get a chance. 'I am afraid you will find him stupid. 'Oh, that doesn't matter; 'tis good form to be seen dancing with an Honourable. Do you know many men in the room? Alice admitted she knew no one, and, lapsing into silence, the girls scanned the ranks for possible partners.
Her beauty imposed admiration; and, murmuring assent, the dancers involuntarily drew into lines, and this pale, uncoloured loveliness, her high nose seen, and her silly laugh heard, by the side of her sharp, brown-eyed mother, passed down the room. Lord Dungory and Lord Rosshill advanced to meet them; a moment after Captain Hibbert and Mr.
Tall, handsome Captain Hibbert, with his air of conventional high style, quitted Lord Dungory, and asked Olive what they had been saying since they left the dining-room. Mr. Burke tried to join in the conversation, but Mr. Ryan, thinking it would be as well not to let the occasion slip of speaking of a certain 'bay harse who'd jump anythin', took him confidentially by the sleeve.
'Goodness me! Alice; how can you remain up here all alone, and by that smouldering fire? Why don't you come downstairs? Papa says he is quite satisfied with the first part of the tune, but the second won't come right; and, as mamma had a lot to say to Lord Dungory, I and Captain Hibbert sat out in the passage together. He told me he liked the way I arrange my hair.
'And it is said there will be no rents collected this year, said Mr. Barton, as he tightened one of the strings of his guitar. 'Oh, do cease that noise! said Mrs. Barton. 'And tell me, Lord Dungory, will the Government refuse us soldiers and police to put the people out? 'If we go to the Castle, we shall want more money to buy dresses, said Olive.
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