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He knew, beyond all doubt, that his cousin was thoroughly a bad subject, a worthless and, as he believed, an irredeemable scamp; but yet he thought of what might happen if he were to yield! Things were very sombre when he reached Humblethwaite. Of course his wife could not refrain from questions. "It is very bad," he said, "as bad as can be." "He has gambled?" "Gambled! If that were all!
"No, no, no." "But, if it were not so, I should not know what to do. That is all, Papa; only this, that I beg your pardon for all the trouble I have caused you." Then she knelt before him, and he kissed her head, and blessed her, and wept over her. There was nothing more heard from Cousin George at Humblethwaite, and nothing more heard of him for a long time. Mr.
Boltby's chambers he was almost better-minded towards Cousin George than he had been when he entered them; and in this frame of mind, both for and against the young man, he returned to Humblethwaite. It must not be supposed, however, that as the result of the whole he was prepared to yield.
As I have not heard from him I shall take this with me to Humblethwaite, and shall hope, though I do not know whether I may dare to expect, to see the girl I love better than all the world. Always your own,
And yet, when the prospect of reform was brought within reach of his eyes, of a reform so pleasant in all its accompaniments, of reform amidst all the wealth of Humblethwaite, with Emily Hotspur by his side, there came these harpies down upon him rendering it all impossible. Thrice, in speaking of them to himself, he called them harpies; but it never occurred to him to think by what name Mr.
George, to do him justice, had not been fishing for an invitation to Scarrowby. He had simply been making conversation with the Baronet. It would not have suited him to go to Scarrowby, because by doing so he would have lost the power of renewing his visit to Humblethwaite.
The Hall, as the great house at Humblethwaite was called, consisted in truth of various edifices added one to another at various periods; but the result was this, that no more picturesque mansion could be found in any part of England than the Hall at Humblethwaite.
But the life that he led was led at Humblethwaite, and there he was a great man, with a great domain around him, with many tenants, with a world of dependants among whom he spent his wealth freely, saving little, but lavishing nothing that was not his own to lavish, understanding that his enjoyment was to come from the comfort and respect of others, for whose welfare, as he understood it, the good things of this world had been bestowed upon him.
In this way he had a reputation, and one that was not altogether cause for reproach; but it had not previously recommended him to the notice of his cousin. Just ten months after poor Harry's death he was asked, and went, to Humblethwaite. Probably at that moment the Baronet's mind was still somewhat in doubt.
To tell her that she looks well is feeble work; but complain to her wofully that there is something wanting at the present moment, something lacking from the usual high standard, some temporary loss of beauty, and your solicitude will prevail with her. "And in what am I not nice? I am sure I'm trying to be as nice as I know how." "Down at Humblethwaite you are simply yourself, Emily Hotspur."
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