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I rather think Fred Mostyn will be here in a few days, and he will take me to places that Basil will not innocent places enough, Ethel, so you need not look so shocked. Why do you not ask me to Rawdon Court?" "Because I am only a guest there. I have no right to ask you." "I am sure if you told Squire Rawdon how fond you are of me, and how lonely I am, he would tell you to send for me."
"Poor wretch," she said, twirling round the little bit of paper in her fingers, "how I could crush her with this! and it is for a thing like this that she must break her heart, forsooth for a man who is stupid a coxcomb and who does not care for her. My poor good Rawdon is worth ten of this creature."
James's Street and entered into their Club. The old bucks and habitues, who ordinarily stand gaping and grinning out of the great front window of the Club, had not arrived at their posts as yet the newspaper-room was almost empty. "What do you mean?" said the Colonel. "It's in the Observer and the Royalist too," said Mr. Smith. "What?" Rawdon cried, turning very red.
He had swallowed a brimming goblet of the cool, refreshing drink, and Chloe was delightedly refilling. "Father home, Miss Dora?" he went on cheerily. "Over at the stables, Mr. Lanier," was the smiling answer. The face of the girl was sunshine and roses now, yet merely a glance or two had passed, for Trooper Rawdon had instantly swung once more into saddle and was reining back to his place.
There's another thing. These Tyrrel-Rawdons are chapel people. The rector of Rawdon church would not marry Tyrrel to his low-born love, and so they went to the Methodist preacher, and after that to the Methodist chapel. That put them down, more than you can imagine here in America." "It was a shame! Methodists are most respectable people." "I'm saying nothing contrary."
"She looks so cut up and altered that I'm sure she can't last long. I wonder what sort of a cheque I shall have at Waxy's. Two hundred it can't be less than two hundred hey, Becky?" In consequence of the repeated visits of the aides-de-camp of the Sheriff of Middlesex, Rawdon and his wife did not go back to their lodgings at Brompton, but put up at an inn.
The room felt as if there was an iceberg in it, and he kept his right hand in his pocket. I be-lieve he was afraid I would shake hands with him it is Ethel, I suppose. Naturally he is disappointed. Wanted her at Rawdon. Well, it is a pity, but I really cannot! Oh, Dora! Dora! My heart, my hungry and thirsty heart calls you! Burning with love, dying with longing, I am waiting for you!"
Very well, then, it cannot be far wrong for Fred Mostyn to have it. Many a Mostyn has gone there as wife and slave. I would dearly like to see one Mostyn go as master." "I shall get no help from you, then, I understand that." "I'm Mostyn by birth, I'm only Rawdon by, marriage. The birth-band ties me fast to my family." "Good morning, mother. You have failed me for the first time in your life."
Becky went regularly to church now; it was edifying to see her enter there with Rawdon by her side, carrying a couple of large gilt prayer-books, and afterwards going through the ceremony with the gravest resignation. Rawdon at first felt very acutely the slights which were passed upon his wife, and was inclined to be gloomy and savage.
He had taken one of two roads, while Marion watched for him upon the other. On the morning of the 8th, Stewart and Rawdon effected a junction in Orangeburg. The condition of the British army on that day is thus described in a letter of Marion to Greene: * Johnson's Greene, vol. 2, p. 146. "Their troops are so fatigued they cannot possibly move.
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