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Why, child, how dismal your life must be!" "O, no; not dismal. It is very quiet, of course; but I like a quiet life." "But you go to a good many parties, I suppose, in Holborough and the neighbourhood? I know the Holborough people are fond of giving parties, and are quite famous for Croquet." "No, Lady Laura; papa won't let me visit any one at Holborough, except my uncle and aunt, the Olivers."
Lovel lived near a small town called Holborough, in the depths of Yorkshire; a dreary little town enough, but boasting several estates of considerable importance in its neighbourhood. In days gone by, the Lovels had been people of high standing in this northern region, and Clarissa had yet to learn how far that standing was diminished.
Granger; I am not in the habit of catching cold, and I am used to being in the gardens at all times and seasons. You are late." "Yes; I have been at Holborough all day, and dined an hour later than usual. Your papa is quite well, I hope?" "He is just the same as ever. He is always more or less of an invalid, you know."
"I am very glad to hear that, for I am going farther myself, to the outer edge of Yorkshire, where I believe I am to do wonderful execution upon the birds. A fellow I know has taken a shooting-box yonder, and writes me most flourishing accounts of the sport. I know Holborough a little, by the way. Does your father live in the town?" "O, no; papa could never endure to live in a small country town.
Granger giving orders that the chimney was to be flush with the wall, and so on; the stove, an "Oxford front," warranted to hold not more than a pound and a half of coal; no recesses in which old age could sit and croon, no cosy nook for the cradle of infancy. After this interview with the architect, Mr. Granger rode home through Holborough.
Granger, not in the most cordial tone. "You are staying at Hale, I suppose?" "No; Lady Laura is away, you know." "Ah to be sure; I had forgotten." "I am spending a few days with a bachelor friend in Holborough. I am off to Germany before the week is out." Mr. Granger was not sorry to hear this. He was not jealous of George Fairfax.
Granger's house. She did not know that a good deal of this attention was given to the future mistress of Arden Court, and that, in the eyes of county people and Holborough gentry alike, she stood in that position.
If he had brought himself just to tolerate her coming, she had sufficient reason to be grateful. It was only a drive of two miles from Holborough to Arden. They stopped at a lodge-gate presently; a little gothic lodge, which was gay with scarlet geraniums and chrysanthemums, and made splendid by railings of bronzed ironwork.
Oliver gave a little musical party, at which Clarissa met the small gentry of Holborough, who pronounced her a very lovely girl, and pitied her because of her father's ruined fortunes.
Fairfax took his portmanteau and departed, leaving his servant to carry the rest of his luggage straight to Paris, and await his master's arrival at one of the hotels in the Rue de Rivoli. The master himself took a somewhat circuitous route, and began his journey to the Black Forest by going down to Holborough.
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