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Updated: June 7, 2025
The utmost art of malice could not have furnished speech more truly mortifying to Cecilia than this thoughtless and accidental sally of Lady Honoria's: particularly, however, upon her guard, from the raillery she had already endured, she answered, with apparent indifference, "he is meditating, perhaps, upon Lady Euphrasia."
Honoria's expression had grown anxious. She spoke in a lower tone of voice. "Is Lady Calmady worse?" "In a sense, yes simply because she is no better. And she's ill, I tell you, just as dangerously ill as any woman can be, who has nothing whatever actually the matter with her." "Except an only son," put in Honoria. "I am beginning to suspect that is about the most deadly disease going.
'Well, it's a bargain when you are recovered. And, in the meantime, the squire's orders are, that you lie by for a few days to rest; and Miss Honoria's, too; and she has sent you down some wine. 'She thought of me, did she? And the still sad face blazed out radiant with pleasure, and then collapsed as suddenly into deep melancholy.
She Vivie was aware that Colonel Armstrong did not altogether like her, couldn't "place" her, felt she wasn't "one of us," and therefore despite Honoria's many invitations to run in and out and not to mind dear old "Army" who was always like that at first, just as their Chow was she exercised considerable discretion about her frequentation of the Armstrong household, though she generally attended Honoria's Suffrage meetings, held whenever the Colonel was called away to Aldershot or Hythe.
"They are liable to be a thorn in the side of the well, socialist." "Oh, I've no quarrel with them. They come under a different head." Honoria's manner had ceased to be in any degree embarrassed, though a slight perplexity came into her expression.
This tale has been told by the cottagers to our servants; it has travelled, probably gaining something from every mouth, to Lady Honoria's maid, and, having reached her ladyship, was swelled in a moment into all we heard! I think, however, that, for some time at least, her levity will be rather less daring.
It was only when gratitude for Sir Oswald's goodness melted the ice of that proud nature it was then only that Honoria's womanly tenderness awoke it was then only that affection a deep-felt and pure affection for the first time occupied her heart. That affection was all the more intense in its nature because it was the first love of a noble heart.
Now that it had dawned upon her that her husband really was a success, Honoria's manner towards him modified very considerably. She even became amiable, and once or twice almost affectionate. When Geoffrey told her of the twenty thousand pounds she was radiant. "Why, we shall be able to go back to Bolton Street now," she said, "and as luck will have it, our old house is to let.
And this fell in extremely ill with Honoria's present humour, while the somewhat unseemly antics of the small, scriptural personages, pictured upon the chimney-space and hearth, troubled her imagination, in that they added a point of irony to this apparent triumph of the remote over the immediate, of tradition over fact.
The letter on his knee was one from his wife. It was short, and there was nothing particular in it. Effie's name was not even mentioned. It was to see if he had not overlooked it that he was reading the note through again. No, it merely related to Lady Honoria's safe arrival, gave a list of the people staying at the Hall a fast lot, Geoffrey noticed, a certain Mr.
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