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What with your improvements at Enderley, and your Catholic Emancipation your Abolition of Slavery and your Parliamentary Reform why, there is hardly any scheme for good, public or private, to which you do not lend a helping hand." "A helping purse, perhaps, which is an easier thing, much." "I will not have you blaming yourself. Ask Phineas, there our household Solomon."
And now the room darkened so fast that I could not see them; but their voices seemed a great way off, as the children's voices playing at the old well-head used to sound to me when I lay under the brow of the Flat in the dim twilights at Enderley. "I intend," John said, "as soon as I am able, to leave Norton Bury, and go abroad for some time." "Where?" "To America.
I took up his poor hand that lay on the counterpane; once, at Enderley, he had regretted its somewhat coarse strength: now Ursula's own was not thinner or whiter. He drew it back. "Oh, Phineas, lad, don't touch me only let me rest." The weak, querulous voice that awful longing for rest!
Did you ever hear tell of a Miss Ursula March?" The live crimson rushed madly over John's face. Mrs. Jessop saw it; she could not but see. At first she looked astounded, then exceedingly grave. I replied, "that we had had the honour of meeting Miss March last summer at Enderley." "Yes," the old lady continued, somewhat formally.
We went home, leaving all that was mortal of our darling sleeping at Enderley, underneath the snows. For twelve years after then, we lived at Longfield; in such unbroken, uneventful peace, that looking back seems like looking back over a level sea, whose leagues of tiny ripples make one smooth glassy plain.
Also, though this was not publicly known till afterwards, by the mother's renouncing a long-promised silk dress the only one since her marriage, in which she had determined to astonish John by choosing the same colour as that identical grey gown he had seen hanging up in the kitchen at Enderley.
Halifax had made public the fact that he meant to work his looms by steam, the only way in which he could carry on the mill at all. The announcement had been received with great surprise and remarkable quietness, both by his own work-people and all along Enderley valley. Still there was the usual amount of contemptuous scepticism, incident on any new experiment.
Irresolutely all his gestures seemed dreamy and irresolute he drew his hand across his eyes the same white long-fingered, womanish hand which had used to guide Muriel's over the organ keys. "Yes I think I will go back with you to Enderley. But first I must speak to Mr. Jessop here." It was about some poor Catholic families, who, as we had before learnt, had long been his pensioners.
"Shouldn't you like to live on a hill-side, to be at the top of everything, overlooking everything? Well, that's Enderley: the village lies just under the brow of the Flat." "Is there a village?" "A dozen cottages or so, at each door of which half-a-dozen white little heads and a dozen round eyes appeared staring at me. But oh, the blessed quiet and solitude of the place!
He looked as proud and pleased as a boy, in talking of the new inventions he meant to apply in cloth-weaving; and how he and his wife had agreed together to live for some years to come at little Longfield, strictly within their settled income, that all the remainder of his capital might go to the improvement of Enderley Mills and mill-people. "I shall be master of nearly a hundred, men and women.
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