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"Good heavens!" cried my lady, goaded to the end of her patience; "only hear him! Do you mean to tell me, you absurd, mad-headed boy, that in one day you have fallen hopelessly in love with this hare-brained, masculine Harriet Hunsden?" "I tell you nothing of the sort, madame; the inference is your own. But this I will say I would rather marry Harriet Hunsden than any other woman under heaven!
"Captain Hunsden took her with him to Gibraltar, where his regiment was stationed, serenely unconscious of his terrible disgrace. One year after a daughter was born, but neither husband nor child could win this woman from the man she passionately loved.
Captain Hunsden was a very proud man. It is scarcely likely he would announce his bitter shame to the world." "And his daughter was cognizant of these facts?" "Only from the night of her father's death. On that night he revealed to her the truth, under a solemn oath of secrecy. Previous to that she had believed her mother dead.
Lord Ernest Strathmore says you are the most graceful equestrienne he ever saw." "His lordship is very good. I wish I could return the compliment, but his chestnut balked shamefully, and came home dead beat!" Lord Ernest was within hearing distance of the clear, girlish voice, but he only laughed good-naturedly. "As you are strong, be merciful, Miss Hunsden.
Yes, in Hunsden Wood for so are those glades and that grey building, with many gables and more chimneys, named abides Yorke Hunsden, still unmarried; never, I suppose, having yet found his ideal, though I know at least a score of young ladies within a circuit of forty miles, who would be willing to assist him in the search.
Miss Hunsden said, scornfully, "you thought I couldn't find you out you thought I couldn't see your drift. Have a better opinion of my powers of penetration next time, Sir Everard.
They are disputing about Victor, of whom Hunsden affirms that his mother is making a milksop. Mrs. Crimsworth retaliates:
It was as I thought: Hunsden had expected me to take with calm his incorrect and offensive surmises, his bitter and haughty taunts; and himself was chafed by a laugh, scarce louder than a whisper. His brow darkened, his thin nostril dilated a little. "Yes," he began, "I told you that you were an aristocrat, and who but an aristocrat would laugh such a laugh as that, and look such a look?
And who is the fortunate possessor?" "Captain Hunsden, her father." At the first mention of her name Sir Everard Kingsland had turned sharply around and beheld his fate. But he did not know it. He only saw a handsome, spirited-looking girl, sitting a magnificent roan horse as easily as if it had been an arm-chair, and talking animatedly to a stalwart soldierly man with white hair and mustache.
Truth to tell, not being quite sure that her game was safely wired, and dreading this Amazonian Miss Hunsden as a prospective rival, she was nothing loath to prejudice the fastidious young baronet beforehand, even while seeming to praise her. "I am surprised that you have not heard of her," she said. "Sir Harcourt Helford and Mr.
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