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"If not what, Cecilia?" said Miss Ossulton, grasping her niece's arm. "He will starve us, and not let us go!" "God have mercy on us!" cried Miss Ossulton, renewing her sobs. Cecilia then went to Mrs Lascelles, and communicated to her, apart, all that had passed.
'Where are you going, dear? said Mrs. Lascelles. 'On deck, replied Cecilia. 'I must and will speak to these men. 'Gracious heaven, Miss Ossulton! going on deck! have you heard what Phoebe says? 'Yes, aunt, I have; but I can wait here no longer.
'Pray, steward, whose clothes has this gentleman put on? 'Mr. Mr. Ossulton's, I think sir my lord, I mean. 'Very well, steward; then recollect in future you always address that gentleman as Mr. Ossulton. 'Yes, my lord, and the steward went down below, and was obliged to take a couple of glasses of brandy to keep himself from fainting. 'Who are they, and what are they, Mr.
Miss Ossulton was astonished; she looked at the smugglers, and perceived two well-dressed gentlemanly men, one of whom was apparently a lord and the other having the same family name. "It must be all a hoax," thought she, and she very quietly took to her soup.
Cecilia was glad that she could not tell her aunt, as she wished her to be so frightened, as never to have her company on board of the yacht again; and Mrs Lascelles was too glad to annoy her for many and various insults received. The matter was, therefore, canvassed over very satisfactorily, and Mrs Lascelles felt a natural curiosity to see this new Lord B. and the second Mr Ossulton.
Miss Ossulton had heard her brother's voice, but did not come out of the after-cabin; she wished to be magnificent, and at the same time she was not sure whether all was right, Phoebe having informed her that there was nobody with her brother and Mr Stewart, and that the smugglers still had the command of the vessel.
She married an old man to please her father and mother, which was very dutiful on her part. She was rewarded by finding herself a widow with a large fortune. Having married the first time to please her parents, she intends now to marry to please herself; but she is very young, and is in no hurry. That young lady with such a sweet expression of countenance is the Hon. Miss Cecilia Ossulton.
'We were just about to retire, my lord, observed the elder Miss Ossulton, with great asperity; 'I have been trying to catch the eye of Mrs. Lascelles for some time, but 'I was looking another way, I presume, interrupted Mrs. Lascelles, smiling. 'I am afraid that I am the unfortunate culprit, said Mr. Seagrove. 'I was telling a little anecdote to Mrs. Lascelles
What is his lordship's name who is on board? 'He won't tell us, replied Mrs. Lascelles; 'but I think I know; it is Lord Blarney. 'Lord Blaney, you mean, I presume, said Miss Ossulton; 'however, the thing is carried too far. Cecilia, we will go on shore at Torquay, and wait till the yacht returns with Lord B. I don't like these jokes; they may do very well for widows, and people of no rank.
Lascelles now came down below; and when dinner was announced they repaired to the large cabin, where they found Pickersgill and Corbett waiting for them. Miss Ossulton did not venture to look up, until she heard Pickersgill say to Mrs. Lascelles, 'Perhaps, madam, you will do me the favour to introduce me to that lady, whom I have not had the honour of seeing before?
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