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Still, these ideas recalled, by degrees, pictures of which I had since learned to appreciate the merit scenes of silent loneliness, where extensive moors, undulating into wild hills, were only disturbed by the whistle of the plover or the crow of the heathcock; wild ravines creeping up into mountains, filled with natural wood, and which, when traced downwards along the path formed by shepherds and nutters, were found gradually to enlarge and deepen, as each formed a channel to its own brook, sometimes bordered by steep banks of earth, often with the more romantic boundary of naked rocks or cliffs crested with oak, mountain ash, and hazel all gratifying the eye the more that the scenery was, from the bare nature of the country around, totally unexpected.
Now there is Colonel Heathcock, one of the most fashionable young men you see, always with the Duchess of Torcaster and that set Heathcock takes a vast deal of notice of her, for him; and yet, I'm persuaded, she would not have him to-morrow if he came to the pint, and for no reason, reelly now, that she can give me, but because she says he's a coxcomb. Grace has a tincture of Irish pride.
'A tribe of daughters, too, I suppose? 'No, no, said Lady Langdale, 'daughters would be past all endurance. 'There's a cousin, though, a Grace Nugent, said Mrs. Dareville, 'that Lady Clonbrony has with her. 'Best part of her, too, said Colonel Heathcock; 'd-d fine girl! never saw her look better than at the opera to-night!
"I see him now," said Lady Langdale, examining him through her glass; "a very gentlemanlike looking young man indeed." "Not an Irishman, I am sure, by his manner," said her grace. "Heathcock!" said Lady Langdale, "who is Miss Broadhurst talking to?" "Eh! now really 'pon honour don't know," replied Heathcock.
Under the hoofs of the horses the frozen snow crunched and the balls that formed and broke from their hoofs rolled away over the crust with a sound like crackling glass. The heathcock flew from the trees very idly, hares loped slowly down the beds of summer streams. At night the wind began to sigh and whistle as it bent the tops of the trees over our heads; while below it was still and calm.
This was also naked and desolate; nothing was there to be seen save a few scattered turf stacks, nothing to be heard but the cry of the heathcock, the rushing of the rivulet, the panting of the mare, and their own sighs. Awhile they thus remained, until the Fröken broke silence with the question, "Is there not something moving yonder?"
'pon honour! re'lly now!" said the colonel, retreating again to his safe entrenchment of affectation, from which he never could venture without imminent danger. "'Pon honour," cried Lady Dashfort, "I can swear for Heathcock, that I have eaten excellent hares and ducks of his shooting, which, to my knowledge," added she, in a loud whisper, "he bought in the market."
Miss White, Lady Killpatrick's companion, said, "he was a great oddity;" Lady Dashfort, "that he was singular;" and the clergyman of the parish, who was at breakfast, declared "that he was a man of uncommon knowledge, merit, and politeness." "All I know of him," said Heathcock, "is, that he is a great sportsman, with a long queue, a gold-laced hat, and long skirts to a laced waistcoat."
'But, for my part, I said nothing, cried Lady Langdale. 'And for my part, I said nothing but what everybody knows! cried Mrs. Dareville. 'And for my part, I am guilty only of hearing, said the duchess. 'Do, pray, Colonel Heathcock, have the goodness to see what my people are about, and what chance we have of getting away to-night.
"But, for my part, I said nothing," cried Lady Langdale. "And for my part, I said nothing but what every body knows," cried Mrs. Dareville. "And for my part, I am guilty only of hearing," said the duchess. "Do, pray, Colonel Heathcock, have the goodness to see what my people are about, and what chance we have of getting away to-night."
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