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And then, by good luck, I read in the newspaper that a stationary and a fancywork business, with a circulating library, was to be sold on moderate terms at Moleswich, the other side of London.
Heaven bless him and and " She would have added, "his bride," but her lips refused to utter the word bride. "Cousin Gordon is worth ten of him," cried Lady Glenalvon, indignantly. She had served Kenelm, but she had not forgiven him. KENELM slept in London that night, and, the next day, being singularly fine for an English summer, he resolved to go to Moleswich on foot.
Tom looked indignant and rather scornful at that suggestion, and hastened to revert to the subject more immediately at his heart. "Miss Travers said you would like to call on Will Somers and his wife; will you? Moleswich is not far from London, you know." "Certainly, I will call."
So I took the train and went to the place, and thought the shop would just suit these young folks, and not be too much work for either; then I went to Miss Travers, and I had a lot of money lying by me from the sale of the old forge and premises, which I did not know what to do with; and so, to cut short a long story, I bought the business, and Will and his wife are settled at Moleswich, thriving and happy, I hope, sir."
WANDERING back towards Moleswich, Kenelm found himself a little before sunset on the banks of the garrulous brook, almost opposite to the house inhabited by Lily Mordaunt. He stood long and silently by the grassy margin, his dark shadow falling over the stream, broken into fragments by the eddy and strife of waves, fresh from their leap down the neighbouring waterfall.
Tom looked indignant and rather scornful at that suggestion, and hastened to revert to the subject more immediately at his heart. "Miss Travers said you would like to call on Will Somers and his wife; will you? Moleswich is not far from London, you know." "Certainly, I will call."
Bowles: MY DEAR TOM, Come and spend a few days with me at Cromwell Lodge, Moleswich. Mr. and Mrs. Somers wish much to see and to thank you. I could not remain forever degraded in order to gratify your whim. They would have it that I bought their shop, etc., and I was forced in self-defence to say who it was. More on this and on travels when you come. Your true friend,
"With no undistinguished host, I presume, for when I asked him this morning for the right address of this cottage, in order to direct such luggage as I have to be sent there, he gave me his card with a grand air, saying, 'I am pretty well known at Moleswich, by and beyond it. I have not yet looked at his card. Oh, here it is, 'Algernon Sidney Gale Jones, Cromwell Lodge; you laugh.
THERE were a good many pretty villas in the outskirts of Moleswich, and the owners of them were generally well off, and yet there was little of what is called visiting society; owing perhaps to the fact that there not being among these proprietors any persons belonging to what is commonly called "the aristocratic class," there was a vast deal of aristocratic pretension. The family of Mr.
"The boat can take you. It is a flat-bottomed punt, and there is a bridge too for foot-passengers, just opposite my house; and between this and Moleswich, where the stream widens, there is a ferry. The stone bridge for traffic is at the farther end of the town." "Good. Let us go at once to your house." The two men walked on.
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