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You do not disapprove " "As for disapproving," said Margaret, who chanced to perceive that Maria's hand shook so that she could not guide her needle, and that she was therefore apparently searching for something in her work-box, "as for disapproving, I do not pretend to judge for other people " She stopped short, struck with the blunder she had made. Mr Enderby hastened to take advantage of it.
"I can imagine nothing printed," said the woman who had loved Willis Enderby, "that could in any manner influence my life." "Fortunate you!" Edmonds wreathed his little congratulation in festoons of light vapor. "But you live in a world of your own making. Marrineal is reckoning on the world which lives and thinks largely in terms of what its neighbor thinks of it."
Vanney, who, incidentally, was his associate on the directorate of the Law Enforcement Society. The newspapers did not like Willis Enderby any more than he liked them. But they cherished for him an unrequited respect.
A fortnight after this Maud went late in the evening to the room where she knew her father was sitting alone. Paul Enderby looked up from his papers in surprise; it was some time since Maud had sought private conversation with him. As he met her pale, resolute face, he knew that she had a serious purpose in thus visiting him, and his look changed to one of nervous anticipation.
There must be entire silence upon the whole subject of himself. As to Margaret, he did not see what could be done, but to declare his true and perfect belief that she had never loved any but Enderby.
Some commotion took place among them, at the same moment that an extraordinary sound became audible, from a distance, above the clatter of plates, and the mingling of voices, in the summer-house. "What in the world is that noise?" asked Margaret. "Only somebody killing a pig," replied Sydney, decidedly. "Do not believe him," said Mr Enderby.
She secured accommodations on the railway for the evening of the last day of the term. On the sixth day after, she appeared without warning at the parsonage at Enderby. A pleasant-faced woman who might be Mrs. Middleton, though she did not look like an invalid, sat on the veranda entertaining a little girl with a big baby in a perambulator. She asked at the door for Mr.
At the next moment, the sin of marrying without love, if not while loving another, rose vividly before him, and made him shrink from what, an instant before, seemed clear duty. The only hope was in the possibility of mistake, which might yet remain. The whole could not be mistake, about Hester, and Enderby, and Margaret, and all Mrs Grey's convictions. Some of all this must be true.
"Your hat!" exclaimed several voices. "Why, Mr Enderby, where is your hat?" cried Sydney, laughing. Enderby clapped his hand on the top of his head, and declared he did not know. He had not missed his hat till this moment. Hope called from the first boat to the farmer, and asked him to look in the aisle of the abbey for the gentleman's hat.
Mr Walcot thought there was a lion in his path either way Mr Hope, his professional rival, in one boat, and Mr Enderby, whom he fancied he had offended, in the other. He adhered to Sophia, as a sure ally. "Mr Enderby!
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