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I 'm fixed from the ground up an' you know there ain't a man in the Red Hoss Mountain country that is handier with a gun than me. Now I mean bizness; if there is any onpleasantness to-day and if you try to come any funny bizness, why, d me, Bill Merridew, if I don't blow your head off!" Pleasant words these for Bill to listen to.
She had meant to approach the subject in the most delicate and gradual manner, and now she had rushed into the very thick of it at once. Mrs Hawthorne looked puzzled; she frowned a little. "I do not understand," she said, "what Mrs Merridew can have to do with Pennie's writing too much." "Oh nothing, nothing in the world!" hastily replied Miss Unity; "of course not.
Merridew, and regrets that he cannot feel justified in interfering any farther in the matter. Mr. Blake's report of himself, this morning, was the same as before. We determined not to disturb Betteredge by overlooking him at the house to-day. To-morrow will be time enough for our first visit of inspection. June 20th. Mr. Blake is beginning to feel his continued restlessness at night.
"Have promised? What do you mean, sir? I think you are forgetting yourself!" and Miss Sibyl Merridew lifted up her graceful head with a little air of hauteur that was by no means unbecoming to her piquant beauty. But young Sir Harry Willing was not to be put down by this pretty little provincial, not he; and so, lifting up his head with an air of hauteur, he said to Miss Sibyl,
Merridew, and requested her to favour me with a personal interview at any hour which it might be most convenient to her to name. Mrs. Merridew made no difficulty about receiving me at once. I was shown into a comfortable little sitting-room, and found myself in the presence of a comfortable little elderly lady. She was so good as to feel great regret and much surprise, entirely on my account.
Merridew presents her compliments, and does not pretend to understand the subject on which I have been corresponding with Miss Verinder, in its scientific bearings. Viewed in its social bearings, however, she feels free to pronounce an opinion. I am probably, Mrs. Merridew thinks, not aware that Miss Verinder is barely nineteen years of age. Merridew cannot possibly permit.
"A very pretty pair," said more than one of the assembled company, as the two took their places in the beautifully decorated ball-room; and as the dance progressed, Mr. Jeffrey Merridew, watching his niece from his post of observation, said to himself with, a congratulatory smile, "Where now are Miss Sibyl's fine rebel principles? I scarcely think they would stand a test."
When Sir Harry Willing took leave of Sibyl Merridew, he pleaded for some token of remembrance. "You will not promise yourself to me," he said in reproachful accents, "but give me some token of yourself, some gage of amity at least." "But what what can I give you, Sir Harry?" asked Sibyl, not a little touched and troubled.
I hastened to sanction the presence of the embroidery, exactly as I had sanctioned the absence of the burst buzzard and the Cupid's wing. Mrs. Merridew made an effort a grateful effort to look at my hair. No! it was not to be done. Mrs. Merridew looked back again at Miss Verinder. "If Mr. Jennings will permit me," pursued the old lady, "I should like to ask a favour. Mr.
Nurse, and Betty, and Sabine Merridew, and Kettles, and the Cathedral, and the market, and the College. That's five people and three things. And what I didn't like were needlework and dancing, and the dean, and Monsieur Deville, and all the other Merridews." "I hope Betty's made hot-cakes for tea," said Nancy as the carriage stopped at Miss Unity's door.
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