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The morning of the garden-party arose bright and clear, and Slowbridge awakened in a great state of excitement. Miss Chickie, having worked until midnight that all her orders might be completed, was so overpowered by her labors as to have to take her tea and toast in bed. At Oldclough varied sentiments prevailed. Lady Theobald's manner was chiefly distinguished by an implacable rigidity.
The taste of Slowbridge was quiet, upon this Slowbridge prided itself especially, and, at the same time, tended toward economy. When gores came into fashion, Slowbridge clung firmly, and with some pride, to substantial breadths, which did not cut good silk into useless strips which could not be utilized in after-time; and it was only when, after a visit to London, Lady Theobald walked into St.
"It isn't like a Slowbridge cap; but it's a cap, nevertheless. They wear them like this in New York, and I think they are ever so much prettier." It was true that it was not like a Slowbridge cap, and was also true that it was prettier. It was a delicate affair of softly quilled lace, adorned here and there with loops of pale satin ribbon.
You don't know how becoming it is!" Miss Belinda looked at her reflection, and faltered. It was becoming. "My love," she protested faintly, "real Mechlin! There is really no such lace in Slowbridge." "All the better," said Octavia cheerfully. "I'm glad to hear that. It isn't one bit too nice for you."
Four years ago, my lord, I retired from a lifelong career as a missionary in New Guinea to give my children the advantages of English education and English climate, and it is surely hard that I should live to curse the day on which I did so. My third son Cyril was sent to school at Haverton House, Slowbridge, to an educational establishment kept by a Mr.
The next day he rose at five o'clock on a glorious morning in early June and walked rapidly away from Slowbridge.
"It is only because we are so very quiet, and dress so little in Slowbridge, that they seem so." "And your hair!" remarked Mrs. Burnham. "You drew your idea of that from some style of hers, I suppose. Very becoming, indeed. Well, well! And how does Lady Theobald like all this, my dear?" "I am not sure that" Lucia was beginning, when her ladyship interrupted her by entering.
For some time after its completion, Slowbridge had privately disbelieved in the Atlantic cable, and, until this occasion, had certainly disbelieved in the existence of people who received messages through it.
So far, however, she had not thought fit: indeed, there had been nobody for Lucia to marry, nobody whom her grandmother would have allowed her to marry, at least. There were very few young men in Slowbridge; and the very few were scarcely eligible according to Lady Theobald's standard, and if such a thing should be mentioned to Lucia's, if she had known she had one, which she certainly did not.
She did not say any thing at all about Lucia: above all, she did not mention that a year ago she herself had spent two or three days at Slowbridge, and had been charmed beyond measure by the girl's innocent freshness, and that she had said, rather absently, to Lady Theobald, "What a charming wife Lucia would make for a man to whom gentleness and a yielding disposition were necessary!
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