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Miss Petrie, not having learned from her many volumes and her much converse with thoughtful persons to read human nature aright, was convinced by this conversation that her friend Caroline was blind to all results, and was determined to go on with this dangerous marriage, having the rays of that sun of Monkhams so full upon her eyes that she could not see at all.
Then Nora went up to her brother-in-law's bed-side, and told him that she was going, and expressed a hope that he might be stronger when she returned. And as she did so she put her hand upon the bed-side, intending to press his in token of affection. But his face was turned from her, and he seemed to take no notice of her. "Louis," said his wife, "Nora is going to Monkhams.
For myself, I hate chivalry; what you call chivalry. I can carry my own chair, and I claim the right to carry it whithersoever I may please." Mr. Glascock remained with her for some time, but made no opportunity for giving that invitation to Monkhams of which Caroline had spoken.
"You have never seen Monkhams?" he said. Monkhams was his father's seat, a very grand place in Worcestershire. Of course he knew very well that she had never seen Monkhams. How should she have seen it? "I have never been in that part of England at all," she replied. "I should so like to show you Monkhams. The oaks there are the finest in the kingdom. Do you like oaks?" "Who does not like oaks?
"Not quite; where you see the light at the end the road turns to the right, and the house is just before you. There are great iron gates, and terraces, and wondrous paraphernalia before you get up to the door. I can tell you Monkhams is quite a wonder. I have to shut myself up every Wednesday morning, and hand the house over to Mrs.
It was one of the happinesses of his life to dress just as he pleased as he went about his own place; and it certainly was his pleasure to wear older clothes than any one else in his establishment. "Miss Rowley," he said, coming forward to give her a hand out of the carriage, "I am delighted that you should see Monkhams at last." "You see I have kept you to your promise.
What I cannot realise is this, what sort of a life it is that they will lead at Monkhams." "Plenty to eat and drink, I guess; and you'll always have to go round in fine clothes." "And that will be all?" "No; not all. There will be carriages and horses, and all manner of people there who won't care much about you.
The lord of Monkhams would live at Monkhams, though the heavens should fall in regard to domestic comforts. It was clear to Caroline that Wallachia Petrie had in truth never brought home to her own imagination the position of an English peer. "I don't think you understand the people at all," she said angrily.
She was not, she thought, fit to be the wife of a very poor man; but she conceived of herself that she would do very well as a future Lady Peterborough in the drawing-rooms of Monkhams. She was so far vain as to fancy that she could look, and speak, and move, and have her being after the fashion which is approved for the Lady Peterboroughs of the world.
"He is to be married himself soon, down at a place called Monkhams. Nora is staying there." "Yes; with a lord," said Priscilla. "We sha'n't have to go there, at any rate." "You liked Nora when she was here?" "Very much; though I thought her self-willed. But she is not worldly, and she is conscientious. She might have married that lord herself if she would. I do like her.
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