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"I hope we shall have the pleasure of seeing you in London for a season, before very long," he said: "my mother will have great pleasure in taking charge of you, if Lady Theobald cannot be induced to leave Slowbridge."
"I have been walking in Slowbridge, grandmamma," she said, "and I met Mr. Burmistone, who told me that Miss Bassett has a visitor a young lady from America." Lady Theobald laid her knife and fork down deliberately. "Mr. Burmistone?" she said. "Did I understand you to say that you stopped on the roadside to converse with Mr. Burmistone?" Lucia colored up to her delicate eyebrows and above them.
Barold, and divers others too numerous to mention, saw him standing at Octavia's side, evidently with no intention of leaving it. Not long after this Francis Barold found his way to Miss Belinda, who was very busy and rather nervous. "Your niece is evidently enjoying herself," he remarked. "Octavia is most happy to-day," answered Miss Belinda. "Her father will reach Slowbridge this evening.
Haverton House School was a depressing establishment; in after years when Mark looked back at it he used to wonder how it had managed to survive so long, for when he came to live at Slowbridge it had actually been in existence for twenty years, and his uncle was beginning to look forward to the time when Old Havertonians, as he called them, would be bringing their sons to be educated at the old place.
"You look quite like a bride, my dear Octavia," said Miss Belinda. "We are scarcely used to such things in Slowbridge." But Octavia only laughed a little. "I am going to get some pink roses, and fasten the ends with them, when we get into the garden," she said. She stopped for this purpose at the first rose-bush they reached.
"I suppose we should have reached Slowbridge together, but that I dropped off at Stamford to get a newspaper, and the train left me behind." "O grandmamma!" exclaimed Lucia, who had turned to look, "how very pretty she is!" Miss Octavia certainly was amazingly so this morning.
"I should scarcely have expected," replied her ladyship, "that a granddaughter of mine would have spent five minutes conversing on the public road with the proprietor of Slowbridge Mills." To this assault there seemed to be no reply to make. Lady Theobald had her granddaughter under excellent control. Under her rigorous rule, the girl whose mother had died at her birth had been brought up.
"I respect the young ladies of Slowbridge," he remarked to Octavia that very afternoon. "There are some very remarkable young ladies here, very remarkable indeed. They are interested in the church, and the poor, and the schools, and, indeed, in every thing, which is most unselfish and amiable. Young ladies have usually so much to distract their attention from such matters."
"I shall be sorry to leave you, and aunt Belinda is going with us. You don't expect me to be very fond of Slowbridge, do you, and to be sorry I can't take Mrs. Burnham and the rest?" Barold was present when she made this speech, and it rather rankled. "Am I one of 'the rest'?" he inquired, the first time he found himself alone with her.
"Is any thing the matter?" she inquired placidly. "My dear love," explained Miss Belinda innocently, determined at least to do her duty, "it is not customary in in Slowbridge, in fact, I think I may say in England, to use such such exceedingly I don't want to wound your feelings, my dear, but such exceedingly strong expressions!
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