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Slowly, slowly, I watched the grey turrets of the manor-house fade away in the dusk; the hills grew indistinct, and suddenly we saw the little twinkling light that we knew was the lamp in Longfield parlour, shine out like a glow-worm across the misty fields. "I wonder if the children are gone to bed, Phineas?"
Ursula looked up at him; tears stood in her eyes, though through them shone all the steadfastness of faithful love. "Thank you, John. I have decided. If you wish it, if you think it right, we will leave Longfield and go to Beechwood." He stooped and kissed her forehead, saying only: "We will go."
Our market at Longfield, which of late has been held only twice in the week, when the natives are summoned by the sound of the bugle, has been well attended to-day. Hitherto Mr. Jeffery has had the superintendence of it, and it is impossible to pay too high a tribute to his exertions, and the manner in which he has discharged the very arduous task of conducting the barter with the natives.
'Sir I beg respectfully to call your attention to the following statement. In 1866, Judge Longfield conveyed to my uncle, under what was called an indefeasible title, the lands of Inch East, Ardroe and Inch Island, and previous to the sale, Judge Longfield caused them to be valued by Messrs.
Then I went down to the stream, and helped John to saddle his horse, with Mrs. Halifax's old saddle in her girlish days, Ursula used to be very fond of riding. "She can ride back again from the Mythe," said John. "She wishes to go, and it is best she should; so that nothing need be said, except that Lady Caroline spent a day at Longfield, and that my wife and I accompanied her safe home."
Ay, almost as that face which for a year one little year, had lived in sight of, but never beheld, their beauty; the child who one spring day had gone away merrily out of the white gate with her three brothers, and never came back to Longfield any more.
But there's the copy of the entry in the old register." Smeaton and I looked eagerly over the slip of paper which Mr. Ridley handed across. And he, to whom it meant such a vast deal, asked but one question: "I wonder if I can find out anything about Mary Smeaton!" "Mr. Longfield has already made some quiet inquiries amongst two or three old people of the neighbourhood on that point," remarked Mr.
His wife made a place for it on her shoulder; there it rested the poor tired head, until gradually the hard and painful expression of the features relaxed, and it became John's own natural face as quiet as any of the little faces on their pillows up-stairs, whence, doubtless, slumber had long banished all anticipation of Longfield. At last he too fell asleep.
Miss Longfield, the Rutherby's "girl friend," and I, of necessity found ourselves thrown together, a little way from the rest. She was a tall, pale girl with a very high chignon, a very stiff satin dress, and very queer little shoes with very pronounced heels. "You belong to Canada, I suppose?" she began looking at me speculatively from head to foot.
He said, as often twice as often that next summer, when he came back to Enderley, she should be with him at the mills every day, and all day over, if she liked. There was now nothing to be done but to hasten as quickly and as merrily as possible to our well-beloved Longfield. Waiting for the post-chaise, Mrs.
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