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Cowden's remonstrances she had come here from Paulton Lacy in response to Theresa's signals of distress. Just at the elbow of the drive, so she remembered, she had met a quite astonishingly good-looking young man, brown-gold bearded, his sou'wester and oilskins shining with wet. She vaguely recalled some talk about him with her brother, Sir Charles, afterwards during luncheon. What was it?
The Honourable Augustus and Mrs. Cowden, and Felicia Verity, not without last words, adjurations, commands and fussings, started on their twelve-mile drive home to Paulton Lacy about six o'clock. A little later Dr. McCabe conveyed himself, and his brogue, away in an ancient hired landau to catch the evening train from Marychurch to Stourmouth.
It is pierced by a chancel arch without mouldings, and has on its W. face several niches. There is a small but old screen, and a Norm. font. Paulton, a populous mining and manufacturing village, 1-1/2 m. S.E. from Hallatrow Station. The church is an uninteresting bit of early Victorian re-building with an 18th cent. tower, a woefully poor imitation of Perp. work. Pawlett, a parish 4 m.
The Kenworthy diamonds were taken in broad daylight, during the excitement of a charitable meeting on the ground floor, and the gifts of her belted bridegroom to Lady May Paulton while the outer air was thick with a prismatic shower of confetti.
The best of it is that Paulton went to his coachmaker, to order his carriage, saying, 'Mr. Houlditch, I am growing old too old to be eccentric any longer; I must have something remarkably plain; and to this hour Paulton goes brown-ing about the town, crying out to every one, 'Nothing like simplicity, believe me."
The best of it is that Paulton went to his coachmaker, to order his carriage, saying, 'Mr. Houlditch, I am growing old too old to be eccentric any longer; I must have something remarkably plain; and to this hour Paulton goes brown-ing about the town, crying out to every one, 'Nothing like simplicity, believe me."
Lord love you, but the skittish animal's given me some ugly knocks, cast me away, it has, in the wayside ditch, covering me soul with burning shame, and me jacket with malodorous mud." At intervals Aunt Harriet Cowden and Uncle Augustus drove over in state the twelve miles from Paulton Lacy the lady faithful to garments dyed, according to young Tom Verity, in the horrid hues of violet ink.
But if I take you away, in my fly I mean, that will give you a position, a standing. It will go far to prevent unpleasant gossip!" Miss Verity's soul looked out of her candid eyes with a positive effulgence of charity. "Oh! I can enter so fully into your shrinking from all that. We will treat your going as temporary, merely temporary in speaking of it both here and at Paulton Lacy.
With the assistance of the Miss Minetts, reinforced by a bribe of five shillings, Theresa Bilson procured a boy on a bicycle, early the following morning, to convey a note the twelve miles to Paulton Lacy Mr. Augustus Cowden's fine Georgian mansion, situate just within the Southern boundaries of Arnewood Forest.
Half a mile beyond the village is the manor house of Bickham, one wing of which was originally a chapel. Timsbury, one of the colliery villages near Radstock, 1 m. N.W. from Camerton. Like its neighbour Paulton it stands high, but it is both more attractive and more pleasantly situated, commanding a pretty prospect towards Camerton, which it overlooks.
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