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I am not bad in reality; I love goodness, I know. I cling to the thought of you, as my rescue, I declare. Please, let me hear: if it's not more than "good day" and your initials on a post-card. The letter brought Nesta in person to her. Could there be confidences on the subject of Mrs. Marsett with Captain Dartrey?
It seems, Marsett had sworn he would; amorous vow, you know; he never came nearer to doing it. I hope it's his better mind now; I do hope the man won't have cause to regret it. He speaks of Nesta sort of rustic tone of awe. Mrs. Marsett has impressed him. He expects the title soon, will leave the army the poor plucked British army, as you call it! and lead the life of a country squire: hunting!
Marsett, throwing in a fervent adjective for balm. That fair person rode out with the troop under conduct of the hallowing squire of the stables, and passed by Nesta on horseback beside Dartrey Fenellan at the steps of a huge hotel; issuing from which, pretty Mrs. Blathenoy was about to mount. Mrs.
These had not always the sanction of polite usage: and her English was guilty of sudden lapses to the Thameswater English of commerce and drainage instead of the upper wells. But there are many uneducated ladies in the land. Many, too, whose tastes in romantic literature betray now and then by peeps a similarity to Nesta's maid Mary's. Mrs. Marsett liked love, blood, and adventure.
Marsett's presence than of the mention of her name at the Club: and that, he seemed to think, had a shade of excuse against the charge of monstrous. He blamed the young lady who could go twice to visit a Mrs. Marsett; partly exposed a suspicion of her. Dartrey let him talk. They strolled along the parade, and were near the pier.
Her lighted mind punished her thus through her conjuring of Dudley's words, should news of her relations with Mrs. Marsett reach him: and she would have to tell him. Would he not say: 'I have borne with the things concerning your family. And with Nesta's present enlightenment by dusky beams, upon her parentage, she listened abjectly to Dudley, or the opinion of the majority.
I won't repeat my reasons for educating them differently. At present we have but half the woman to go through life with and thank you. Dartrey stopped. 'Don't be disturbed, he added. 'There's no ground for alarm. Not of any sort. Nataly said: 'What name? 'Her name is Mrs. Marsett. 'The name is...? 'Captain Marsett: will be Sir Edward. He came back from the Continent yesterday.
Marsett, with a renewal of his eulogistic allusions to Dudley Sowerby: the 'perfect gentleman, good citizen'; prospective heir to an earldom besides. She bowed to Dudley's merits; she read off the honorific pedimental letters of a handsome statue, for a sign to herself that she passed it. She was unjust, as Victor could feel, though he did not know how coldly unjust.
She dwelt on that prospect, for an escape from the meshes of a painful hour the most woeful of the hours she had yet known-passed with Judith Marsett: which dragged her soul through a weltering of the deeps, tossed her over and over, still did it with her ideas.
After the morning's visit to his uncle, he peered at half a dozen sticks in the corner of the room, grasped their handles, and selected the Demerara supple-jack, for no particular reason; the curved knot was easy to the grasp. It was in his mind, that this person signing herself Judith Marsett, might have something to say, which intimately concerned Nesta.
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