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And as if there could be any reason why her oldest playmate should not see Sarah home if he chose. At the very bottom of Peter's heart lurked an inborn conviction that his father's son was a very much more important personage than any Hewel, or relative of Hewel, could possibly be. "That was very kind of you and your guardian," said the old lady, suddenly becoming gracious.
Hewel, plaintively, "and it is natural I should like my only daughter to be with me now and then. Aunt Elizabeth has never had a child herself, and cannot understand the feelings of a mother." Sarah and Peter exchanged a fleeting glance. She shrugged her shoulders slightly, and Peter looked at his boots. They understood each other perfectly.
From the terrace before his windows Sir Timothy could take a bird's-eye view of his own property, up the river and down the river; while he also had the felicity of beholding the estate of his most important neighbour, Colonel Hewel, of Hewelscourt, mapped out before his eyes, as plainly visible in detail as land on the opposite side of a narrow valley must always be.
There's no going against Lady Tintern; and at seventeen she ought to be something more than a tomboy, after all." "You were married at seventeen, weren't you?" said Sarah to Lady Mary, in her deep, almost tragic voice a voice that commanded attention, though it came oddly from her girlish chest. "Sarah!" said Mrs. Hewel. Lady Mary started and smiled. "Me? Yes, Sarah; I was married at seventeen."
I thought we should be certain to meet you there," said Mrs. Hewel, in rather reproachful tones. "Sarah, of course, wanted to go back in the ferry, but I am always doubly frightened at night and in one's best clothes. It was quite a large party." "I'm afraid I forgot all about it," said Lady Mary, with a conscience-stricken glance at her husband.
"And I wanted to show you Sarah in her first grown-up clothes, and tell you about her too," she added. "Bless me!" said Sir Timothy. "You don't mean to say little Sarah is grown up." "Oh yes, dear Sir Timothy; she grew up the day before yesterday," said Mrs. Hewel. "Sharp work," said the doctor, grimly. "I mean, of course, she turned up her hair, and let her dresses down.
"I have already made acquaintance with Sir Peter, since you left me to entertain him," said the old lady, nodding affably. "Lady Tintern arrived unexpectedly by the afternoon train yesterday," explained Mrs. Hewel, in her flustered manner, turning once more to Peter. "She has only been here twice before. It was such a surprise to Sarah to find her here when she came back." Peter grew very red.
Besides, I think since he went away, and saw Sarah flattered and spoilt, and queening it among the great people who didn't know him even by sight, that he has realized that their relative positions have changed a good deal. You see, little Sarah Hewel, as she used to be, would have been making quite a great match in marrying Peter.
John Crewys stood on the walk below the terrace, with Peter by his side, enjoying an after-breakfast smoke, and watching a party of sportsmen climbing up the bracken-clothed slopes of the opposite hillside. A dozen beaters were toiling after the guns, among whom the short and sturdy figure of Colonel Hewel was very plainly to be distinguished. A boy was leading a pony-cart for the game.
Hewel, who was very far from understanding such reasoning, and wept resentfully over the letter. Why should Lady Tintern snatch her only daughter away from her in order to marry her to a fool? Mrs. Hewel was of opinion that a sensible young man like Peter would be a better match.
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