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Your Uncle Henry has offered us a home. I want you to write to him like a dear boy and thank him for his kindness." She explained in detail what Uncle Henry intended to do for them; but Mark would not be enthusiastic. He on his side had been praying to God to put it into the mind of Samuel Dale to offer him a job on his farm; Slowbridge was a poor substitute for that.
If they were a little short in the body, and not very generously proportioned in the matter of train, there was no rival establishment to sneer, and Miss Chickie had it all her own way; and, at least, it could never be said that Slowbridge was vulgar or overdressed. Judge, then, of Miss Belinda Bassett's condition of mind when her fair relative took her seat before her.
If the elder Miss Bassett, her parents and grandparents, had not been so thoroughly well known, and so universally respected; if their social position had not been so firmly established, and their quiet lives not quite so highly respectable, there is an awful possibility that Slowbridge might even have gone so far as not to ask Octavia out to tea at all.
Spaull, he was ordained about three years after Mark came to Slowbridge, and a week later he was run over by a brewer's dray and killed. Mark at the age of fifteen was a bitter, lonely, and unattractive boy. Three years of Haverton House, three years of Uncle Henry's desiccated religion, three years of Mr. Palmer's athletic education and Mr.
What prevents me, I say?" But Mark was not paying any attention to his uncle's fury; he was thinking about the unfortunate martyr under lock and key in The Limes, Cranborne Road, Slowbridge. He was wondering what would be the effect of this violent removal to the Antipodes and how that fundamental weakness of character would fare if Cyril were left to himself at his age. "I think Mr.
"And it must be confessed that a man in his position is not entirely without his advantages particularly in a place where there are but few gentlemen, and those scarcely desirable as" She paused there discreetly, but Mrs. Egerton was not so discreet. "There are a great many young ladies in Slowbridge," she said, shaking her head, "a great many!
In half an hour she had heard about the silver-mines, the gold-diggers, and L'Argentville; she knew that Martin Bassett was a millionnaire, if the news he had heard had not left him penniless; that he would return to England, and visit Slowbridge, as soon as his affairs were settled. The precarious condition of his finances did not seem to cause Octavia much concern.
Lidderdale supposed in answer to her prayers, the solution was provided unexpectedly in the following letter: Haverton House, Elmhurst Road, Slowbridge. November 29th. Dear Grace, I have just received a letter from James written when he was at the point of death in Africa.
I did not know you intended to introduce garden-parties into Slowbridge." "Dear Lady Theobald" began Miss Belinda. "Who is that young person?" demanded her ladyship. "She is poor dear Martin's daughter," answered Miss Belinda. "She arrived to-day from Nevada, where where it appears Martin has been very fortunate, and owns a great many silver-mines"
It was Miss Belinda Bassett who received the first shock. She had lived in the same house all her life, her father had lived in it, and so also had her grandfather. She had gone out, to take tea, from its doors two or three times a week, ever since she had been twenty; and she had had her little tea-parties in its front parlor as often as any other genteel Slowbridge entertainer.
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