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Updated: June 7, 2025
I'm almost famished. Mrs. Rewble was known in the family for having a good appetite. They were sitting at this moment round a table on the lawn, at which they intended to partake of their evening meal. The doctor might or might not join them. Mrs. Shand, who did not like the open air, would have hers sent to her in the drawing-room. Mr. Rewble would certainly be there. Mr.
But it was singular that the two men who could have given unimpeachable evidence on the matter should both have vanished out of the world; Allan, the minister, and Dick Shand, the miner and shepherd. 'What will she do when he comes out? Maria asked. Mrs. Rewble, Harriet, the curate's wife, was there. Mr. Rewble, as curate, found it convenient to make frequent visits to his father-in-law's house.
'It will be like one from the grave, said Mrs. Rewble, solemnly. 'Let me go in, repeated Jane, impetuously. Then she pushed by her sisters, and was the first to enter the house. They all followed her into the hall, and there they found their mother supported in the arms of the man who wore the yellow trousers. Dick Shand had in truth returned to his father's house.
'In what way, Dick? asked Mrs. Rewble. Because she does not seem to me to have done very well with herself. 'She knew more about shares than any man of them all. But I think she just drank a little. It was that which disgusted Caldigate. 'He had been very fond of her? suggested Maria. 'I never knew a man so taken with a woman. Maria blushed, and Mrs.
'Oh, Dick! that is so like you, said Jane, getting up and kissing him again in her delight. Then Mr. Rewble came forward, and the brothers-in-law renewed their old acquaintance. 'It seems just like the other day, said Dick, looking round upon the rose-bushes.
Wouldn't you like something better than tea? This she said with many memories and many thoughts; but still, with a mother's love, unable to refrain from offering what she thought her son would wish to have. 'There ain't anything better, said Dick very solemnly. 'Nothing half so good to my thinking, said Mrs. Rewble, imagining that by a word in season she might help the good work.
Rewble looked round at her younger sisters as though desirous that they should be sent to bed. 'All that began on board the ship. Then he was fool enough to run after her down to Sydney; and of course she followed him up to the mines. 'I don't know why of course, said Mrs. Posttlethwaite defending her sex generally. 'Well, she did. And he was going to marry her.
Then suddenly they heard a scream, which they knew to come from their mother. 'I believe it is Dick, said Mrs. Rewble, standing in the doorway so as to detain the others. 'What ought we to do? 'Let me go in, said Jane, impetuously. 'He is my brother. Maria was already dissolved in tears. Mrs. Posttlethwaite was struck dumb by the awfulness of the occasion, and clung fast to her sister Matilda.
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