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If I remember right the book had been sent to her residence, and had to be sent back again, not without danger of seriously angering him. Here are the letters I have spoken of, written by Landor to Mr. Garrow. They are all undated save by the day of the month, but the post-marks show them to have been all written in 1836-8.
"You think you would feel more sure of Orange's patriotic instinct if he had chosen an Englishwoman?" said Reckage. "I am bound to say that he would have shown discretion in settling down with one of our simple-hearted Saxon girls." "And who was Mrs. Orange before she married Orange?" asked Harding. "A widow a Mrs. Parflete," said Garrow. "Parflete!" exclaimed Harding. "Mrs. Parflete!
She seemed confused for a minute, and hung her head. "All the same," she said, suddenly, "I am always sincere with you. It is not in my power to be so with every one. 'Fate overrules my will." "That is the trouble with most of us." Then he wished her goodbye, promising, however, to call again with regard to the Meeting. Lord Garrow met him on the staircase.
Garrow on the other hand and his daughter were both very markedly clever, and this produced a closeness of companionship and alliance between the father and daughter which painfully excited the jealousy of the wife and mother. But it was totally impossible for her to cabal with her daughter against the object of her jealousy.
It is said that he was surrounded, and the mob were just upon the point of claping a halter round his neck, supposing him to be one of the obnoxious individuals who had been pressing the Bill through the House with the most indecent haste, when some one in the crowd sung out with a loud voice that it was Garrow, the Attorney-General, who had not prosecuted any one for a political libel since he had been in office; upon which they gave him three cheers and let him pass.
"Something must be done," said Sara. "Beauclerk, you ought to follow them and tell them. Pensée is right." "This will make a horrid scandal," said Lord Garrow, who was appalled at the prospect of being mixed up in so disagreeable an affair. "Why not leave it alone? It is not our business." "But it is Beauclerk's business, papa. Just put yourself in his place. Surely that is not asking too much."
Harriet always seeking to be a peacemaker, was ever, if peace could not be made, stanchly on Theo's side. I am afraid that Mrs. Garrow did not love her second daughter at all; and I am inclined to suspect that my marriage was in some degree facilitated by her desire to get Theo out of the house.
That was her doctrine; and Godfrey Holmes, though he hardly analysed the matter, partly understood that it was so. And yet, if once she were landed on that green island, she would be so happy. She spoke with scorn of a woman clinging to a tree like ivy; and yet, were she once married, no woman would cling to her husband with sweeter feminine tenacity than Bessy Garrow.
It's the sort of thing one hardly dares to think. That is to say if you mean what I mean. The marriage can't be legal." The two women turned pale and looked away from each other. "I mean as much or as little as you like," said Harding. "But Parflete was alive last Monday." "But bigamy is so vulgar," observed Lord Garrow. "You must be mistaken. It is too dreadful!" "Dreadful, indeed!
When poor Sara could escape from town into the country, mount her horse, and tear through a storm, the neighbours compared her to a witch on a broomstick, and, shaking their heads, would foresee much sipping of sorrow by the spoonful in the future of Lord Garrow.
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