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I will pay his debts and give him an income." "You think, then, there can be no hope?" "Hope! for whom?" "For Emily." "I hope to preserve her from a scoundrel." And yet he had thought of the consolation! Emily was very persistent in carrying out her plan. Prayers at Humblethwaite were always read with admirable punctuality at a quarter-past nine, so that breakfast might be commenced at half-past.
Sir Harry trembled as he reflected what would be the result were she to come to him some day and ask his favour for a suitor wholly unfitted to bear the name of Hotspur, and to sit on the throne of Humblethwaite and Scarrowby. "Is she pleased that he is coming?" he said to his wife, the evening before the arrival of their guest. "Certainly she is pleased. She knows that we both like him."
When the day came on which all Humblethwaite and the surrounding villages were to have been told to rejoice and make merry because another man of the Hotspurs was ready to take the reins of the house as soon as his father should have been gathered to his fathers, the poor lad lay a-dying, while his mother ministered by his bedside, and the Baronet was told by the physician who had been brought from London that there was no longer for him any hope that he should leave a male heir at Humblethwaite to inherit his name and his honours.
When you ask me to to love you, of course I know what you mean. Should I not speak the truth at once?" "Must this be for always?" "For always," she replied. And then it was over. He did not himself press his suit further, though he remained at Humblethwaite for three days after this interview.
But he was quite as old as Sir Harry, and Mrs. Crutchley was a great deal older than Lady Elizabeth. "What will Lord Alfred have to say to Mrs. Crutchley, mamma?" "What do people in society always have to say to each other? And the Lathebys are coming here to dine to-morrow, and will come again, I don't doubt, on the 27th." Mr. Latheby was the young Vicar of Humblethwaite, and Mrs.
That was the mother's hope at present, her hope, when she was positively told by Sir Harry that George Hotspur was quite out of the question as a husband for the heiress of Humblethwaite. But this would probably come the sooner if little or nothing were said of George Hotspur. The reader need hardly be told that Emily herself regarded the matter in a very different light.
He was strongly made, but not stout, and was hale and active for his age. Such was Sir Harry Hotspur of Humblethwaite. The account of Lady Elizabeth, his wife, may be much shorter. She was known, where she was known, simply as Sir Harry's wife. He indeed was one of those men of whom it may be said that everything appertaining to them takes its importance from the fact of its being theirs.
Sir Harry every week-day was in his own room for three-quarters of an hour before prayers. All this was like clock-work at Humblethwaite. There would always be some man or men with Sir Harry during these three-quarters of an hour, a tenant, a gamekeeper, a groom, a gardener, or a bailiff.
We must presume Sir Harry did not know how it is that the birds pair. On the morning of Cousin George's fourth day at Humblethwaite, there came a letter for Sir Harry. The post reached the Hall about an hour before the time at which the family met for prayers, and the letters were taken into Sir Harry's room. The special letter of which mention is here made shall be given to the reader entire:
Then there was a word or two spoken between the Marquis and the Baronet, and just a word also with Lord Alfred himself. Lord Alfred had no objection to the name of Hotspur. This was in October, while George Hotspur was still declaring that Gilbsy knew nothing of getting up a head of game; and then Lord Alfred promised to come to Humblethwaite at Christmas.
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