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Hockin then, and had not a half-penny of his own; but Flittamore met that difficulty by robbing her husband to his last farthing. This had happened about twelve years back, soon after I was placed at the school in Languedoc, to which I was taken so early in life that I almost forget all about it.
And her daughter's name was Flittamore, not according to the right spelling, perhaps, but pronounced with the proper accent. Flittamore herself did not seem to care, according to what Mrs. Price had been told, but left herself wholly in her mother's hands, being sure of her beauty still growing upon her, and desiring to have it admired and praised.
But it might have been better for poor Flittamore if she had been brought up at a steady place like that, with sisters and ladies of retreat, to teach her the proper description of her duties to mankind. I seemed now in my own mind to condemn her quite enough, feeling how superior her husband must have been; but Mrs. Price went even further, and became quite indignant that any one should pity her.
"Oh, is it a subject to be joked about?" "I never was graver in my life; and you promised implicitly to believe me. At any rate, believe that I speak in earnest." "That I must believe, when you tell me so. But what makes you think such a wonderful thing? I should have thought nothing more impossible. I had made up my mind that it was Flittamore who lived down here; but this can not be she.
Flittamore was unheard of at the time of my grandfather's death. Moreover, her character was not like this; she was giddy and light and heartless. This lady had a heart good or bad, a deep one. Most certainly it is not Flittamore." "Flittamore! I do not remember that name. You should either tell us all or tell us nothing."
For a few months they seemed to get on very well, Flittamore showing much affection for her husband, whose age was a trifle more than her own doubled, while he was entirely wrapped up in her, and labored that the graces of her mind might be worthy to compare with those more visible. But her spiritual face and most sweet poetic eyes were vivid with bodily brilliance alone.
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