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Hale had had her vanities as a girl; had perhaps unduly felt their mortification when she became a poor clergyman's wife; they had been smothered and kept down; but they were not extinct; and she liked to think of seeing Margaret dressed for a party, and discussed what she should wear, with an unsettled anxiety that amused Margaret, who had been more accustomed to society in her one in Harley Street than her mother in five and twenty years of Helstone.
'I am going down to Helstone to-morrow, to look at the old place. Would you like to come with me? Or would it give you too much pain? Speak out, don't be afraid. 'Oh, Mr. Bell, said she and could say no more. But she took his old gouty hand, and kissed it. 'Come, come; that's enough, said he, reddening with awkwardness. 'I suppose your aunt Shaw will trust you with me.
The last trade outrage of the district had been the destruction on Stilbro' Moor of the new machines that were being brought by night to his mill. Caroline Helstone was eighteen years old, drawing near the confines of illusive dreams. Elf-land behind her, the shores of Reality in front.
Only we shall have little enough to do with them. 'Why on earth has your father fixed on Milton-Northern to live in? 'Partly, said Margaret, sighing, 'because it is so very different from Helstone partly because Mr. Bell says there is an opening there for a private tutor. 'Private tutor in Milton! Why can't he go to Oxford, and be a tutor to gentlemen? 'You forget, mamma!
Even Harley Street appeared more distinct; there she remembered, as if it were yesterday, how she had pleased herself with tracing out her mother's features in her Aunt Shaw's face, and how letters had come, making her dwell on the thoughts of home with all the longing of love. Helstone, itself, was in the dim past.
Only I know I should have liked to have talked to you of what I was very full at the time, and you what must I call it, then? spoke disrespectfully of Helstone as a mere village in a tale. 'I will never do so again, said he, warmly. They turned the corner of the walk. 'I could almost wish, Margaret he stopped and hesitated.
Henry Lennox, who had walked up to Harley Street after a late dinner, and had evidently expected to find his brother and sister-in-law at home. Margaret suspected him of being as thankful as she was at the presence of a third party, on this their first meeting since the memorable day of his offer, and her refusal at Helstone.
Well, good night, sir; I suppose we shall meet in Harley Street to-morrow morning. 'Where are the sounds that swam along The buoyant air when I was young? The last vibration now is o'er, And they who listened are no more; Ah! let me close my eyes and dream. W. S. LANDOR. The idea of Helstone had been suggested to Mr. Bell's waking mind by his conversation with Mr.
He walked uneasily up and down the room. 'Poor Maria! said he, half soliloquising, 'I wish one could do right without sacrificing others. I shall hate this town, and myself too, if she Pray, Margaret, does your mother often talk to you of the old places of Helstone, I mean? 'No, papa, said Margaret, sadly. 'Then, you see, she can't be fretting after them, eh?
They were both of them tired, and Margaret herself so much so, that she was unwilling to go out as she had proposed to do, and have another ramble among the woods and fields so close to the home of her childhood. And, somehow, this visit to Helstone had not been all had not been exactly what she had expected. There was change everywhere; slight, yet pervading all.
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