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People don't appreciate me, I say, except HER. Ah, gods, I am an unlucky man! She would have been mine, she would have taken my name; but unfortunately it cannot be so. I stooped to mate beneath me, and now I rue it." The position was becoming a very trying one for Melbury, corporeally and mentally. He was obliged to steady Fitzpiers with his left arm, and he began to hate the contact.
Hence her words "very nice," "so charming," were uttered with a perfunctoriness that made them sound absurdly unreal. "Yes, yes," said Melbury, in a reverie. He did not take a chair, and she also remained standing. Resting upon his stick, he began: "Mrs. Charmond, I have called upon a more serious matter at least to me than tree-throwing.
'What difference is it to you what becomes of ye when the breath's out of your body? Oh, it do trouble me! If you only knew how he do chevy me round the chimmer in my dreams, you'd pity me. How I could do it I can't think! But 'ch was always so rackless!...If I only had anybody to plead for me!" "Mrs. Melbury would, I am sure." "Ay; but he wouldn't hearken to she!
"She will be his wife if you don't upset her notion that she's bound to accept him as an understood thing," said Mrs. Melbury. "Bless ye, she'll soon shake down here in Hintock, and be content with Giles's way of living, which he'll improve with what money she'll have from you. 'Tis the strangeness after her genteel life that makes her feel uncomfortable at first.
An improvement on Grammer's idea entered the mind of Mrs. Melbury, for she had lately discerned what her husband had not that Grace was rapidly fascinating the surgeon. She therefore drew near to Fitzpiers. "You should be where Mr. Winterborne is standing," she said to him, significantly.
So they rose from breakfast and went to the door, Grace with an anxious, wistful manner, her father in a reverie, Mrs. Melbury placid and inquiring. "We have come out to look at your horse," she said. It could be seen that he was pleased at their attention, and explained that he had ridden a mile or two to try the animal's paces.
"Was the poor man to blame for not being rude enough to say No, when a lady asked him to turn over her music? Could he help it, if the same lady persisted in flirting with him? He ran away from her the next morning. Did you deserve to be told why he left us? Certainly not after the vixenish manner in which you handed the bedroom candle to Miss Melbury. You foolish girl!
"I don't care who the man is, 'tis the rimiest morning we've had this fall." "I heard you wondering why I've kept my daughter so long at boarding-school," resumed Mr. Melbury, looking up from the letter which he was reading anew by the fire, and turning to them with the suddenness that was a trait in him. "Hey?" he asked, with affected shrewdness. "But you did, you know.
At the moment of their advance they looked back, and discerned the figure of Miss Melbury, who, alone of all the observers, stood in the full face of the moonlight, deeply engrossed in the proceedings. By contrast with her life of late years they made her feel as if she had receded a couple of centuries in the world's history.
The Rector, already busy, spared her a glance of appreciation, and the twins giggled at the humour of their favourite. "Yes, he is going to be married, and he proposes to take Muriel to live at Melbury Park, of all places in the world." "Then in that case," replied Mrs. Beach equably, "Tom and I will not give them the grand piano we had fixed upon for a wedding present.
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