Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 28, 2025
Gilfil habitually read, ending with the simple petition, 'Lighten our darkness. And then they all rose, the servants turning to curtsy and bow as they went out. The family returned to the drawing-room, said good-night to each other, and dispersed all to speedy slumber except two. Caterina only cried herself to sleep after the clock had struck twelve. Mr.
I've no opinion o' furriners, Mr. Hackit, for I've travelled i' their country with my lady in my time, an' seen enough o' their victuals an' their nasty ways. 'Mrs. Gilfil come from It'ly, didn't she? 'I reckon she did, but I niver could rightly hear about that. Mr.
Gilfil's hopes into anxieties, and made it clear to him not only that Caterina's heart was never likely to be his, but that it was given entirely to another. Once or twice in Caterina's childhood, there had been another boy-visitor at the manor, younger than Maynard Gilfil a beautiful boy with brown curls and splendid clothes, on whom Caterina had looked with shy admiration.
Mr. Gilfil was not sensitive to Mr. Bates's opinion, whereas he was sensitive to the opinion of another person, who by no means shared Mr. Bates's preference. Who the other person was it would not have required a very keen observer to guess, from a certain eagerness in Mr. Gilfil's glance as that little figure in white tripped along the lawn with the cushions.
In a moment Dorcas was at the door, the roses on her cheeks apparently all the redder for the three pair of cheeks which formed a group round her, and for the very fat baby who stared in her arms, and sucked a long crust with calm relish. 'Is it Mr. Gilfil, sir? said Dorcas, curtsying low as he made his way through the damp straw, after tying up his horse.
In an hour from that time Mr. Gilfil was galloping on a stout mare towards the little muddy village of Callam, five miles beyond Sloppeter. Once more he saw some gladness in the afternoon sunlight; once more it was a pleasure to see the hedgerow trees flying past him, and to be conscious of a 'good seat' while his black Kitty bounded beneath him, and the air whistled to the rhythm of her pace.
Gilfil, watching him still more shyly now they were without their mother's countenance. He drew little Bessie towards him, and set her on his knee. She shook her yellow curls out of her eyes, and looked up at him as she said, 'Zoo tome to tee ze yady? Zoo mek her peak? What zoo do to her? Tiss her? 'Do you like to be kissed, Bessie?
Here, in an absence of mind to which he was prone, Mr. Gilfil would sometimes forget to take off his spurs before putting on his surplice, and only become aware of the omission by feeling something mysteriously tugging at the skirts of that garment as he stepped into the reading-desk. But the Knebley farmers would as soon have thought of criticizing the moon as their pastor.
Sharp looked anxiously in the place where Tina kept her hat and cloak; they were not there, so that she had had at least the presence of mind to put them on. Still the good woman felt greatly alarmed, and hastened away to tell Mr. Gilfil, who, she knew, was in his study. 'Mr. Gilfil, she said, as soon as she had closed the door behind her, 'my mind misgives me dreadful about Miss Sarti.
Gilfil were smiling at Rupert the bloodhound, who had pushed his great head under his master's arm, and was taking a survey of the dishes, after snuffing at the contents of the Baronet's plate. When the ladies were in the drawing-room again, Lady Assher was soon deep in a statement to Lady Cheverel of her views about burying people in woollen.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking