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"I must leave you," he answered, without taking the slightest notice of what Miss Jillgall had said to him. "My work is waiting for me." She stopped him on his way to the door. "Oh, tell me can't I help you?" "Thank you; no." "Well but tell me one thing. Am I right about the twins?" "You are wrong."
When I next heard from Miss Jillgall, the introductory part of her letter merely reminded me that Philip Dunboyne was established in the town, and that Helena was in daily communication with him. I shall do Selina no injustice if my extract begins with her second page. Think of Helena being determined to marry him, whether he wants to or not! I am afraid this is bad grammar.
My first impression was a strong one it was produced by the state of this lady's breath. In other words, I was obliged to let her kiss me. It is a duty to be considerate toward human infirmity. I will only say that I thought I should have fainted. My second impression draws a portrait, and produces a striking likeness. Whose portrait is this? It is the portrait of Miss Jillgall, taken in words.
"Pardon me, Helena, when I want information I don't apply to you: I sit, as it were, at the feet of your learned father. Dear cousin, is it " Even my father declined to wait for his dinner any longer. "Pronounce it as you like, Selina. Here we say Euni'ce with the accent on the 'i' and with the final 'e' sounded: Eu-ni'-see. Let me give you some soup." Miss Jillgall groaned.
Tenbruggen to better purpose, if Eunice was in a position to recognize her in any future emergency that might occur. To my mind, this dangerous woman was doubly formidable and for a good reason; she was the bosom friend of that innocent and unwary person, Miss Jillgall. So I amiably consented to forego my walk, yielding to the superior attraction of Mrs. Tenbruggen's company.
Gracedieu's cousin Miss Jillgall. Proud indeed to make the acquaintance of a gentleman distinguished in the service of his country or perhaps I ought to say, in the service of the Law. The Governor offers hospitality to prisoners. And who introduces prisoners to board and lodging with the Governor? the Law. Beautiful weather for the time of year, is it not? May I ask have you seen your room?"
After this, I may speak my mind from my grave, and may tell my boy that I loved him. "Does Philip submit to separation from Eunice?" I asked. "Does he stay in Ireland?" "Not he, poor fellow! He will be here to-morrow or next day. When I last wrote," Miss Jillgall continued, "I told him I hoped to see you again soon.
I was looking at a torn place in one of them, and determined to leave it unrepaired, when I felt an arm slipped round my waist from behind. A voice, so close that it tickled my neck, said: "Dear girl, what friends we shall be!" I turned round, and confronted Miss Jillgall. If I am not a good girl, where is a good girl to be found? This is in Eunice's style.
That hideous old maid, Miss Jillgall, had her malicious welcome ready for me when we met at breakfast this morning: "Dear Helena, what has become of your beauty? One would think you had left it in your room!" Poor deluded Eunice showed her sisterly sympathy: "Don't joke about it, Selina: can't you see that Helena is ill?" I have been ill; ill of my own wickedness.
I'm afraid, sir, you have encouraged the Minister to consent to Helena's marriage." "Pardon me," I answered, "you mean Eunice's marriage." "No, sir! Helena." "No, madam! Eunice." "What does he mean?" said Miss Jillgall to herself. I heard her. "This is what I mean," I asserted, in my most positive manner. "The only subject on which the Minister has consulted me is Miss Eunice's marriage."
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