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He himself spoke little my wife less; and the conversation, such as it was, was carried on chiefly between old Mrs. Porterfield and myself. But I could see that Edgerton employed his eyes in a manner which fully compensated for the silence of his tongue. They were seldom withdrawn from the quarter of the apartment in which my wife sat.
It was added that this Porterfeld, or Porterfield, was the real father of the child who had already received the name of James Stuart, and whom the king was educating as his son at the monastery of St. Andrews.
Did I mean that she took it too easily that she didn't think as much as she ought about Mr. Porterfield? Didn't I believe she was attached to him didn't I believe she was just counting the hours till she saw him? That would be the happiest moment of her life. It showed how little I knew her if I thought anything else."
Porterfield seems to me like my own grandmother, and Edgerton has been my friend " Did I really hear her say the single word, "Friend!" and with such an accent! The sound was a very slight one it may have been my fancy only; and she turned away a moment after. What could it mean? I was bewildered. I followed her to the chamber.
Encouraged by the example of their officers, who shared all their sufferings, and checked occasional murmurs, they struggled through these difficulties, and, after effecting a junction with General Caswell and with Lieutenant Colonel Porterfield, the army reached Clermont, sometimes called Rugely's mills, on the 13th of August.
Porterfield when she steps off the ship with her little bill. I mean with her teeth clenched. 'Her teeth are not in the least clenched. She is in perfect good-humour. 'Well, we must try and keep her so, I said. 'You must take care that Jasper neglects nothing.
The thing is to insist on one's daughter's waiting, on the engagement's being long; and then after you have got that started to take it on every occasion as little seriously as possible to make it die out. You can easily tire it out. However, Mr. Porterfield has taken it seriously for some years. He has done his part to keep it alive. She says he adores her. 'His part?
Porterfield seemed to think they wouldn't wait long, once she was there: they would have it right over at the American consul's. Mrs. Allen had said it would perhaps be better still to go and see Mrs. Nettlepoint beforehand, that day, to tell her what they wanted: then they wouldn't seem to spring it on her just as she was leaving.
Porterfield, I should probably have been even less blessed by her presence. She perceived my dullness, and feeble health, and dreaming no ill, insisted that your wife should assist in beguiling me of my weariness. She set us down frequently at chess, and loved to look on and watch the progress of the game.
Porterfield that he had been in our little parlor all the morning; while another remark from the good old lady gave me a new idea of the employment of my wife. "This writing," said she, addressing the latter, "does your eyes no good. Indeed they look as if you had been crying over your task." "What writing?"
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