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"I'll send her to you to-morrow, Lady Bassett." "No, bring her." "Then tell me your hour." "Yes, and I will send somebody out of the way. I want you both to myself." While this conversation was going on at Huntercombe, Richard Bassett, being left alone with his daughter, proceeded to work with his usual skill upon her young mind. He reminded her of Mr.
When they came up to the inn they were greeted with loud hurrahs. It was market-day. The town was full of Sir Charles's tenants and other farmers. His return had got wind, and every farmer under fifty had resolved to ride with him into Huntercombe.
'Tis all very well for you to repent, as led a fastish life at starting: but I never done nothing as I'm ashamed on." Richard Bassett said one day to Wheeler, "Old fellow, there is not a worse poison than Hate. It has made me old before my time. And what does it all come to? We might just as well have kept quiet; for my grandson will inherit Huntercombe and Bassett, after all "
But the overflow of it reached Huntercombe Hall, and gave cruel pain to the childless ones, over whom this inflated father was, in fact, exulting. As for the christening, and the bells that pealed for it, and the subsequent churching, they bore these things with sore hearts, and bravely, being things of course.
Bassett shook her head. "She is much changed. She says she should be better if we were all at peace; but I don't know." "Oh, mamma, I wish it was to-morrow." They went to Huntercombe next day; and, ill as she was, Lady Bassett received them charmingly. She was startled by Ruperta's beauty and womanly appearance, but too well bred to show it, or say it all in a moment.
She told him to mind himself, as well as Sir Charles, or perhaps he would die a bachelor, and so his flesh and blood would never inherit Huntercombe. This remark entered his mind. The trial, though apparently a drawn battle, had been fatal to him he was cut; he dared not pay his addresses to any lady in the county, and he often felt very lonely now.
Bassett; but I will not say it, because I want to hear what you advise, dearest." Sir Charles did not leave her long in doubt. He said, "There is but one way; you must leave Huntercombe, and put yourself out of that miscreant's way until our child is born." "That would not grieve me," said Lady Bassett. "The place is odious to me, now you are not there. But what would censorious people say?"
Bassett, would have the ear of the Court and the right of application, and become virtually master of Huntercombe and Bassett; and, perhaps, considering the spirit by which he was animated, would contrive to occupy the very Hall itself. Lady Bassett was in the dressing-room when she received this blow, and it drove her almost frantic.
Otherwise, in one fatal hour, her tongue will ruin you, and destroy me." Impressed with these words, Reginald hurried to Mrs. Meyrick, and told her, in an off-hand way, she must sign that paper directly. She looked at it and turned very white, but went on her guard directly. "Sign such a wicked lie as that!" said she. "That I never will. You are his son, and Huntercombe shall be yours.
When I came down to breakfast to find that Jonah had already left for Huntercombe, I was more hurt than surprised. But, when Daphne appeared during the marmalade, clad in a new riding-habit, I made haste to empty my mouth. "You can't ride there," I said. "The traffic's too heavy. Besides, the tram-lines "
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