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And it makes them the more inquisitive. Idle rich people, comfortably fenced round, are so inquisitive! And Mrs. Marsett, loving Nesta for the notice of her, maddened by the sting of tongues it was causing, heard the wash of the beach, without consciousness of analogies, but with a body ready to jump out of skin, out of life, in desperation at the sound.
And look there, Nesta, see that groyne; that very one. Mrs. Marsett pointed her whip hard out. 'The poor lady went down from the height here; she walked into that rough water look! steadying herself along it, and she plunged; she never came out alive. A week after her burial, Major Worrell I 've told you enough. 'We 'll gallop now, said Nesta. Mrs.
Marsett expressed aloud her gladness of escape in never having met a man like him; followed by her regret that 'Ned' was so utterly unlike; except 'perhaps' and she hummed; she was off on the fraternity in wickedness. Nesta's ears were fatigued. 'My mother writes of you, she said, to vary the subject. Mrs. Marsett looked. She sighed downright: 'I have had my dream of a friend!
Marsett looked ahead and coloured, but she could not restrain one look at Nesta, that embraced her cavalier. Nesta waved hand to her, and nodded. Mrs.
The poor woman didn't show to advantage with me, because she was in a fever to please: talks in jerks, hot phrases. She holds herself well. At the end of the dinner she behaved better. Odd, you can teach women with hints and a lead. But Marsett 's Marsett to the end. Rather touching! the poor fellow said: Deuce of a bad look-out for me if Judith doesn't have a child! First-rate sportsman, I hear.
Strolling to his quarters along the breezy parade at night, he proposed to himself, that he would breathe an immediate caution to Nesta. How had she come to know this Mrs. Marsett?
You know, I dined with that couple, after the private twenty minutes with Marsett: he formally propounded the invitation, as we were close on his hour, rather late: and I wanted to make the woman happy, besides putting a seal of cordiality on his good intentions politic! And subsequently I heard from her, that you'll think nothing of it! Fredi promised to stand by her at the altar.
'I am anxious that she may not be insulted again. 'Did she show herself conscious of it? 'She stopped speaking: she looked at the door. She may come again or never! through that man! 'You receive him, at his pleasure? 'Captain Marsett wishes me to. He is on his way home. He calls Major Worrell my pet spite. All I want is; not to hear of the man.
She's a good-looking woman, good height, well-rounded; well-behaved, too: she won't make a bad Lady Marsett. Every time that woman spoke of our girl, the tears jumped to her eyelids. 'Come to me before you go to bed, Nataly said, rising, her voice foundering; 'Good-night, Dartrey. She turned to the door; she could not trust herself to shake hands with composure.
Marsett withdrew her eyes; her doing so, silent though it was, resembled the drag back to sea of the shingle-wave below her, such a screaming of tattle she heard in the questions discernible through the attitude of the cavalier and of the lady, who paused to stare, before the leap up in the saddle.
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