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"You were not ridiculous, Jinny." She laughed. "I was not as ridiculous as Mr. Cluyme with his bronze clock. But do you know what I had under my arm what I was saving of all the things I owned?" "No," he answered; "but I have often wondered." She blushed. "This house this place made me think of it. It was Dorothy Manners's gown, and her necklace. I could not leave them.
"Have you no other friends in London?" he asked, regaining his English. I shook my head. Then came a question I dreaded. "And Mr. Manners's family?" "I would rather remain here for life," I said, "than to them now." For pride is often selfish, my dears, and I did not reflect that if I remained, the captain would remain likewise. "Are they all like Mr. Manners?"
The ladies shook their heads and nudged one another, and no doubt each of the mothers had her notion of what she would do in Mrs. Manners's place. But when my lady came down dressed for the ball in her pink brocade with the pearls around her neck, fresh from the hands of Nester and those of her own tremulous mammy, Mr.
So in the earliest autumn they were married, Monsieur having previously presented Miss Lucinda with a delicate plaided gray silk for her wedding attire, in which she looked almost young; and old Israel was present at the ceremony, which was briefly performed by Parson Hyde in Miss Manners's parlor.
It cheered me to smoke a pipe with old McAndrews, Mr. Manners's factor, who loved to talk of Miss Dorothy near as much as I. He had served her grandfather, and people said that had it not been for McAndrews, the Manners fortune had long since been scattered, since Mr. Marmaduke knew nothing of anything that he should.
But Hanscha was drunk and threw some coffee-sopped bread at him, and so his foray into poetry ended in the slops of disgust. There he developed quite a flair for the law books in Judge Manners's laddered library. Miss Manners found him there, reading, on stomach and elbows, his heels waving in the air.
Manners's manoeuvres are the talk of the town, and the beast of a duke is forever wining and dining in Arlington Street. At first people ridiculed, now they are giving credit. It is said," he whispered fearfully, "it is said that his Grace has got Mr.
"Have you no other friends in London?" he asked, regaining his English. I shook my head. Then came a question I dreaded. "And Mr. Manners's family?" "I would rather remain here for life," I said, "than to them now." For pride is often selfish, my dears, and I did not reflect that if I remained, the captain would remain likewise. "Are they all like Mr. Manners?"
For she was a woman now, who had seen the great world, who had refused both titles and estates, and perchance accepted them. She drew her hands from mine. "And how came you in such a place?" she asked, turning with a shudder. "Did you not know you had friends in London, sir?" Not for so much again would I have told her of Mr. Manners's conduct.
I could see it all before it happened, while Lesbia talked in her serious way of Mr. Manners's unselfishness. Presently, however, she changed the subject, and began questioning me eagerly about my work; and just then Jill joined us, and placed herself on the floor at my feet, with the firm intention, evidently, of listening to our remarks. The conversation drifted round to Gladwyn presently.
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