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In short, she set herself to work to win Lady Ridsdale's heart; but she did not succeed. The mistress of Thorpe Castle did not like Miss Lyster; she merely tolerated her, and that was for Marion's sake. With Lord Ridsdale she succeeded better. Her subtle flattery and constant attentions made some impression on him.
Their greater loss, however, was of that confidence in themselves and one another, which it was one of the greatest objects of Marion's training to inspire. The true secret of the superiority of regulars over militia-men lies in the habit of mutual reliance. They feel each other's elbows, in military parlance they are assured by the custom of mutually depending one upon the other.
John followed Marion's advice, who, from that day, was enthroned in his heart, and considered by him as the best little girl he had ever been acquainted with. Bob having eaten his corn, and Marion having mended John's coat, quite to her own satisfaction, John led him out, ready equipped, for Miss Helen, who mounted him directly. "Now, my dears," said Mr.
Miss Glenwilliam offered a seat. "Are you afraid of the grass? We could easily go indoors." "Thank you. This does very well. It was very kind of you to say you would see me." "I was delighted of course." There was a moment's pause. The two women observed each other. Lady Coryston had taken Marion's chair, and sat erect upon it.
We were standing in the drawing-room as I spoke. Suddenly I gave a start as my eye drifted to the mantelpiece. 'What an extraordinary coincidence! I exclaimed. A strange eerie feeling came over me. Marion's lost photo had been restored to its frame. William resumes his story: I am now aware that I should not have invoked the aid of Elizabeth. A man should work out his own destiny.
Townley guessed what was really at the bottom of Marion's occasional bitterness, and, piecing together many little things dropped casually by her friend, had come to the conclusion that the happiness of two people was at stake. When Marion shook hands with Captain Vidall she had herself exceedingly well under control.
But the spirited controversy on this point, as on many others Dicksie's haughtiness and Marion's restraint, quite unmoved by any show of displeasure ended always in drawing the two closer to each other. At home Dicksie's fancies at that time ran to chickens, and crate after crate of thoroughbreds and clutch after clutch of eggs were brought over the pass from far-away countries.
Dennis, confident in the errand that had brought them, decided to lead the conversation himself, and give them no chance to approach the topic smoothly. "Have you done up the tableaux so promptly?" he asked. And while he addressed his question to Marion, Eurie felt that he looked right at her. Marion's answer was prompt and to the point. "Yes, sir, we have.
The Englishman said, he "did not believe that it would be an easy matter to reconcile his feelings to a soldier's life on general Marion's terms; all fighting and no pay! and no provisions but potatoes!" "Why, sir," answered the general, "the heart is all; and, when that is much interested, a man can do any thing. Many a youth would think it hard to indent himself a slave for fourteen years.
She could not see it, but knew there should be an opening somewhere in the wall that rose sheer some twenty-five or thirty feet above her head. This possibility flashed into Marion's mind, for she could not forget the mountain and its ways. She dismounted to look into the cave, and at two steps started forward with a cry. On the rocky floor was a small heap of ashes and charred ends of sticks.
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