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Blank would communicate to him Alice's address, Greenleaf hired a conveyance to the railway. He could not remain in Innisfield an hour; it was a tomb, and the air stifled him.
He coveted fame, wealth, position, only for her sake; and stimulated by this thought, he had made exertions that would have broken down a man less vigorous and less resolute. He received a letter from Innisfield one day, after a long interval, so long that he had become uneasy, and imagined every kind of evil as the cause of delay.
My late spouse, to be sure, would make a quiet man rather apprehensive about a second venture; but if Mrs. Kinloch is a Tartar, she is not a vulgar shrew, but will be lady-like, even if she is bitter. I think I shall take her. Of course she'll consent. I should like to see the unmarried woman in Innisfield that would dare refuse Theophilus Clamp.
Sandford, and accompanied her to a private boarding-house, where she took lodgings; he then sent the driver back for her trunks, and, having seen her comfortably provided for, returned to his own rooms, but not to remain there. He desired only to leave a message on his door, explaining his absence. In less than an hour he was in the railway-train, on his way to Innisfield.
If sin it were, all the young men in Innisfield had need of immediate forgiveness. Hugh had some qualms about approaching the goddess. He was sensible of a wide gulf between himself and her, and he could not but think that she was aware of it too. "You have been to Mr. Alford's?" A momentary pause. "Did you speak, Hugh?" He repeated the question.
Show me the prize, and I'm after it." "But it has an incumbrance." "Well?" "A pretty, artless, affectionate little woman, who will make you the best wife in the world." "Splendid, by Jove! Who is she?" "You needn't look far. We generally miss seeing the thing that is under our nose." "Why, mother, there isn't an heiress in Innisfield except my sister Mildred." "Mildred is not your sister.
Our bats and balls had lost their interest for us; we did not even ask our tally-man, who cut notches for us on a stick, how the game stood. For Squire Walter Kinloch was the most considerable man in our village of Innisfield. Without being highly educated, he was a man of reading and intelligence.
Sunday in Innisfield ended at sunset, though labor was not resumed until the next day; but neighbors called upon each other in the twilight, and talked over the sermons of the day, and the affairs of the church and parish. That evening, while Mr. Hardwick's family were sitting around the table reading, a long growl was heard from Caesar at the door, followed by an emphatic "Get out!"
"I suppose," said he, at length, "that I am having the last of my idle days here; I expect to be ordered to sea shortly." "Indeed!" Mildred looked up. "I shall be very sorry to leave here," he continued. "Yes, Innisfield is quite pretty this summer. But I supposed that the pleasures of the seaport and of adventure abroad were more attractive to you than this monotonous life."
"I acknowledge the justice of your ideas in their general application, but in my own case they do not apply at all. I was not in my teens when I went to Innisfield, but in the maturity of such faculties as I have. Alice satisfies my ideal of a lovely, loving woman. She has capabilities, taste, a thirst for improvement, and will advance in everything to which I am led."
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