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I shall expect, however, to see you take more pains to overcome your prejudice against the young Indy I have chosen for my wife; and I shall be rather slow to believe in your affection for myself unless it shows itself in that manner." Miss Granger covered her face with her handkerchief, and burst into a flood of tears. "Oh, papa, papa, it only needed that!
The truth of this statement will immediately be questioned by those whose memory recalls the early rush to the Grange, "Granger legislation," and similar phenomena, as well as by those whose impressions have been gleaned from reading the periodicals of the late seventies, when the Grange tide had begun to ebb.
"I have no doubt that would be delightful for her," answered Geoffrey; "but does it not strike you that all this is just a little undignified? These remarks, interesting as they are, should be made to Miss Granger, not to me, Mr. Davies." "I know," he said, "but I don't care; it is my only chance, and what do I mind about being undignified? Oh, Mr.
Granger was engaged out of doors, she brought her portfolio to the Rue du Chevalier Bayard, and painted there for an hour or so. At first this had been a secure hour for unreserved talk with her brother; but after she had been there two or three mornings in this way, Mr. Fairfax seemed mysteriously aware of her movements, and happened to drop in while she was taking her lesson.
I've heard it said that folks with plenty of money can do 'most anything in the city." "Well, aunt, I'm much obliged to you for letting me know. If I strike Columbia, and meet up with Captain Shard, I shall certainly remember what you say." "Good night, then. Don't tell Dopples what I've said. He's a thinkin' the world of Shard. I like him, too; but then he don't know I'm a Granger, I reckon."
"My time is entirely at your disposal." "In that case, the sooner the thing is done the better. My wife cannot come to your studio she has so many claims upon her time but that would make no difficulty, I suppose?" "Not at all. I can paint Mrs. Granger in her own rooms as well as in mine, if the light will serve." "One of our drawing-rooms faces the north," answered Mr.
Granger only making a few stereotyped remarks about the uncertainties of this life, or occasionally pointing out some feature of the landscape to Clarissa. The horses went at a splendid pace Their owner would have preferred a slower transit. "Remember, Miss Lovel," he said, as they approached the village of Arden, "you have promised to come and see us."
He went in at the lodge gate, and strolled idly into the park, not being at all clear as to how he was to bring about what he wanted. The weather was lovely weather in which few people, untrammelled by necessity, would have cared to remain indoors. There was just the chance that Mrs. Granger might be strolling in the park herself, and the still more remote contingency that she might be alone.
But of this neither the preacher nor his audience seemed to be aware, indeed, few of the latter were listening at all. The sermon was short and ended with a passage of real power and beauty or rather it did not end, for, closing the MS. sheets, Mr. Granger followed on with a few impromptu remarks of his own.
The fierce draught rushing through the open crack of the door from the ill-fitting window had extinguished the candle. Geoffrey waited a few seconds to allow Mr. Granger to reach his room, and then once more started on his awful journey. He passed out of the room in safety; happily Beatrice showed no signs of recovery. A few quick steps and he was at her own door. And now a new terror seized him.
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