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“Well, sir, I can’t help thinking it must have been a love affair. She always hated men so much.” “Then why did she leave The Shallows to me, Mrs. Balk?” “Ah, you are laughing, sir. No doubt she considered that The Mere ought to belong to you, as the heir of the Ringwoods, and she placed you here, as near as might be to the place.” “In hopes that I might marry Miss Maryon, eh, Mrs. Balk?”
'Half-a-dozen little gallipots, interposed Miss Wirt, the governess: 'he, he, he! and the young ladies laughed in chorus. 'We only live with the county families, Miss Wirt continued, tossing up her head. 'The Duke is abroad: we are at feud with the Carabases; the Ringwoods don't come down till Christmas: in fact, nobody's here till the hunting season positively nobody.
It appeared that the Ringwoods and Maryons were distant connections; that The Mere belonged in former times to a certain Sir Henry Benet; that he was a bachelor, and that Squire Maryon’s father and old Mr.
Maryon was the legal inheritor, and my uncle Geoffrey and his sisters must be content to take the Shallows, or nothing at all. Mr. Maryon was comparatively rich, and the Ringwoods poor, consequently they were advised not to enter upon a costly lawsuit. My aunt Aldina maintained to the last that Sir Henry had made a will, and that Mr. Maryon knew it, but had destroyed or suppressed the document.
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