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Updated: June 28, 2025
Plymouth Sound is an estuary of the English Channel, and receives the Plym at its north-eastern border and the Tamar at its north-western, the sound being about three miles square and protected by the great breakwater a mile long, with a lighthouse, and defended by forts.
"Must you leave me?" he asks tenderly, when there is a dancing man at liberty, and it is Francine's turn to claim him. She leaves her seat not very willingly. For a while, the place is vacant; Miss Plym seizes the opportunity of consulting the ladies' bosom friend. "Dear Mr. Mirabel, do tell me what you think of Miss de Sor?" Dear Mr. Mirabel bursts into enthusiasm and makes a charming reply.
Waiting until Francine and Miss Plym are out of hearing, she bends over Emily, and says, "My dear, I really do think Francine is in love with Mr. Mirabel." "After having only been a week in the same house with him!" Emily exclaims. "At any rate," said Cecilia, more smartly than usual, "she is jealous of you." The next morning, Mr. Mirabel took two members of the circle at Monksmoor by surprise.
Did she think that Emily and Mirabel had been talking together long enough? Miss Plym with the parsley still on her mind -advanced to consult Emil y's experience. The two walked on together, leaving Mirabel to overtake Francine. He saw, in her first look at him, the effort that it cost her to suppress those emotions which the pride of women is most deeply interested in concealing.
One of his arms is even long enough to embrace the circumference of Miss Plym while the other clasps the rigid silken waist of Francine. "I do it everywhere else," he says innocently, "why not here?" Why not indeed with that delicate complexion and those beautiful blue eyes; with the glorious golden hair that rests on his shoulders, and the glossy beard that flows over his breast?
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