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'The plain truth is that I have been very greatly disturbed in mind; and I could not appear earlier by reason of it. I had some doubt about coming at all. 'I am sorry to hear that. 'Neigh I may as well tell you and have done with it. I have found that a lady of my acquaintance has two strings to her bow, or I am very much in error. 'What Mrs. Petherwin? said Neigh uneasily.
I would make you mine this moment did I dare; or, to speak with absolute accuracy, within twenty-four hours. Do assent to it, dear Mrs. Petherwin, and let me be sure of you for ever. I'll drive to Doctors' Commons this minute, and meet you to-morrow morning at nine in the church just below. It is a simple impulse, but I would adhere to it in the coolest moment.
'I always thought that Milton was buried in Poet's Corner, said Mr. Belmaine. 'So did I, said Neigh; 'but I have such an indifferent head for places that my thinking goes for nothing. 'Well, it would be a pretty thing to do, said Mrs. Belmaine, 'and instructive to all of us. If Mrs. Petherwin would like to go, I should. We can take you in the carriage and call round for Mrs.
'Mamma, said the younger lady, 'here I am at last. A writer's mind in the midst of a sentence being like a ship at sea, knowing no rest or comfort till safely piloted into the harbour of a full stop, Lady Petherwin just replied with 'What, in an occupied tone, not rising to interrogation. After signing her name to the letter, she raised her eyes.
Ethelberta said nothing; and the dull winter atmosphere had far from light enough in it to show by her face what she might be thinking. 'Well? said Lady Petherwin. 'I did not expect such a command as that, said Ethelberta. 'I have been obedient for four years, and would continue so but I cannot suppress the poems. They are not mine now to suppress. 'You must get them into your hands.
She appears to be quite the correct spectacle. Happy Mrs. Petherwin! The subject of their dialogue was engaged in a conversation with Mrs. Belmaine upon the management of households a theme provoked by a discussion that was in progress in the pages of some periodical of the time. Mrs. Belmaine was very full of the argument, and went on from point to point till she came to servants.
Ethelberta went to her room, sent away the maid who did double duty for herself and Lady Petherwin, walked in circles about the carpet till the fire had grown haggard and cavernous, sighed, took a sheet of paper and wrote: 'DEAR MR. JULIAN, I have said I would not write: I have said it twice; but discretion, under some circumstances, is only another name for unkindness.
No gust of wind had realized her misgivings that it might be blown shut on her return, and she re-entered as softly as she had emerged. It will be seen that Ethelberta had said nothing about her family after all. The next day old Lady Petherwin, who had not accompanied Ethelberta the night before, came into the morning-room, with a newspaper in her hand.
'My mother- in-law, Lady Petherwin, is dead; and she has left me nothing but her house and furniture in London more than I deserve, but less than she had distinctly led me to expect; and so I am somewhat in a corner. 'It is always so. 'Not always, I think. But this is how it happened. Lady Petherwin was very capricious; when she was not foolishly kind she was unjustly harsh.
Petherwin," I said, during a pause in one of our dances together some time ago, "any public appearance of yours would be successful beyond description." 'O, I had no idea that you knew her so well! Then it is quite through you that she has adopted this course? 'Well, not entirely I could not say entirely.
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