hazledon

Updated: May 25, 2025

Direct to me Post-office, Port Natal, until I send you an address, which I shall do the first thing. Have you any news of Charley?" "I had almost forgotten that bright kinsman of mine, the chaplain of Hazledon. Pray present my affectionate compliments to him, and say he has not the least idea how very much I revere him. I should like to see his face when he finds it was I who was the delinquent.

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings

I shall thank you and William for ever, Constance; and I don't care what I pay you. I'd go without shoes to pay you liberally." Constance laughed. "As to payment," she said, "I shall have nothing to do with that, on my own score, when once I am at Hazledon. Those things will lie in William's department, not in mine. I question if he will allow you to pay him anything, Lady Augusta.

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings

Huntley was the first to speak. "Yorke has come to his senses, I suppose?" "Yorke and Constance between them. In a short time she is to be transplanted to Hazledon." "It is more than he deserves," emphatically declared Mr. Huntley. "I suppose you will be for getting married next, Mr. Hamish, when you come into possession of that house we have been speaking of, and are your own master?"

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings

You have not transferred it to another in this short time. You do not love and forget so lightly." "Is this all you have to say to me?" "No, it is not all," he answered, with emotion. "I want you to be my wife, Constance, not his. I want you to forget this miserable estrangement that has come between us, and come home to me at Hazledon." "Listen, Mr.

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings

They are beginning to improve under you: they are growing more dutiful girls to me; and now it will all be undone again, and they'll just be ruined!" Constance looked up with her pretty timid blush. "William and I have been thinking, Lady Augusta, that, if you approved of it, they had better come for a few months to Hazledon House.

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings

"Of course I do," said Hamish. "And every one finds me a true prophet." They were then passing the Hazledon Charity. At the iron gates of the inclosure, talking to an old man, stood the Rev. William Yorke. "Roland left a message for him!" exclaimed Hamish, half mockingly, as his eyes fell upon the clergyman.

Mrs. Henry Wood - The Channings