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While they were speaking, Annette appeared. "I saw you," she said to Fellingham; gladly and openly, in the most commonplace manner. "Are you going to give me a walk along the beach?" said he. She proposed the country behind the town, and that was quite as much to his taste. But it was not a happy walk. He had decided that he admired her, and the notion of having Tinman for a rival annoyed him.
"Now we feel the wind a little," said Annette. Fellingham murmured, "Allow me; your shawl is flying loose." He laid his hands on her arms, and, pressing her in a tremble, said, "One sign! It's not true? A word! Do you hate me?" "Thank you very much, but I am not cold," she replied and linked herself to her father. Van Diemen immediately shouted, "For we are jolly boys! for we are jolly boys!
Herbert Fellingham especially to the latter, who had laughed very much; and she was astonished to hear them at breakfast both complaining of their evening. In answer to which, she exclaimed, "Oh, I think the situation of the house is so romantic!" "The situation of the host is exceedingly so," said Mr. Fellingham; "but I think his wine the most unromantic liquid I have ever tasted."
Van Diemen at last backed Tinman's hospitable intent, and, to Fellingham's astonishment, he found that he had been supposed by these two men to be bashfully retreating from a seductive offer all the time that his tricks of fence and transpiercings of one of them had been marvels of skill. Tinman pushed the glass into his hand. "You have spilt some," said Fellingham.
Her expressive eyes, and her quaint simplicity, and her enthusiasm for England, haunted Mr. Fellingham; being conjured up by contrast with what he met about him. But shall a girl who would impose upon us the task of holding in our laughter at Tinman be much regretted? There could be no companionship between us, Fellingham thought.
"Bring Annette to dine with us," he said, on Martha's proposing a visit to the dear young creature. Martha drank a glass of her brother's wine at lunch, and departed on the mission. Annette declined to be brought. Her excuse was her guest, Miss Fellingham. "Bring her too, by all means if you'll condescend, I am sure," Mrs. Cavely said to Mary.
She thanked him, and gave him a taste of bitterness by smiling favourably on his offer; but as he wished her to discern and take to heart the difference between one man and another, in the light of a suitor, he let her perceive that it cost him heavy pangs to depart immediately, and left her to brood on his example. Mary Fellingham liked Annette.
A dull sense of genuine sagacity inspired him to remind Annette of it. She wrote prettily to Miss Mary Fellingham, and Herbert had some faint joy in carrying away the letter of her handwriting. "Fetch her soon, for we sha'n't be here long," Van Diemen said to him at parting. He expressed a certain dread of his next meeting with Mart Tinman.
Tinman despatched a business letter to Annette, which brought back a vague, unbusiness-like reply. Two days afterward Mrs. Cavely reported to her brother the presence of Mr. Fellingham and Miss Mary Fellingham in Crikswich. At her dictation he wrote a second letter. This time the reply came from Van Diemen: "My DEAR MARTIN, Please do not go on bothering my girl.
I can hardly see. I'm bilious." Mr. Fellingham counselled his lying down for an hour, and he went grumbling, complaining of Mart Tinman's incredulity about the towering beauty of a place in Australia called Gippsland. Annette confided to Mr.
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