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"Do you know, Marian," said Clara mysteriously, "I have heard some one say I will not tell you who that it is a wonder that Mr. Arundel is so fond of you, of Gerald, at least, for if it was not for him, he would have had Fern Torr, and have been Sir Edmund." "But why should he not be fond of Gerald?" "Really, Marian, you are a very funny person in some things," exclaimed Clara.
Oh, my wound? well, it was just when I was getting over the parados to move back to billets that the brute got me. Funny, wasn't it? Hullo! here's a swell! My hat! it's General Torr! Nelly looked up bewildered to see a group of officers enter the room, headed by a magnificent soldier, with light brown hair, handsome features, and a broad be-ribboned chest.
"How could it be for Gerald's interest to bring Dissenters to Fern Torr? I am sure it would be very disagreeable. I thought it, was quite wrong to have any dealings with them." "He has been popularity-hunting too long to have many scruples on that score." Marian could not help triumphing. "Well, Edmund, I am glad you have come to my opinion at last.
It was the last attendant in the train of retiring war. Under the charming roof of Torr Abbey, the residence of George Cary, esq., I passed a few days, until the Megæra was ready to sail for Portsmouth, to be paid off, the commander of which, captain Newhouse, very politely offered to convey my companion, captain W. Cary, and myself, to that port.
On the other side, between two hills, each surmounted by its own rocky crest, lay nestled in woods the grey Church tower and cottages of the village of Fern Torr; and far away stretched the rich landscape of field, wood, and pasture, ending at length in the blue line of horizon, where sky and sea seemed to join.
I've a'mind to write to Jemmy, to buy up all the rotten eggs in Fern Torr." "You wild animal! But do be sensible a little while, Gerald, for I have something serious to ask your advice upon." "Well," and all the wisdom of sixteen was at her service. "I want to know what you think about my living here, or at Fern Torr?"
Now there is but one thing for thee to do: thou must break wi' Ragon Torr, an' that quick an' soon." "Know this, my mother, a friend is to be taken wi' his faults." "Thou knows this, John: I hae forty years mair than thou hast, an' years ken mair than books.
After a few more words of consultation on their own affairs, he left the room, and then Selina caught hold of Marian again, and said she must have a thorough good look at her all over, to see how much of dear old Fern Torr she had brought with her. Selina Grenville was the youngest daughter of a sister of Sir Edmund Arundel, who had, like the rest of her family, died early.
They called for Marian early the next morning, and now she received the real greeting, corresponding to her parting, as Mrs. Wortley's second daughter. Then began the inquiries for everything at Fern Torr, animate or inanimate, broken into by Agnes's exclamations of surprise at everything new and wonderful in the streets, a happy, but a most desultory conversation.
Marian gave one of her awkward smiles, and said nothing. "You left Devonshire this morning, I think?" said Miss Morley. "Yes, we did." "Fern Torr is in a very beautiful part of the country, is it not?" "Yes, very." They were getting on at this rate when Mrs. Lyddell came in, and took Marian and Gerald down to the drawing-room with her, as it was almost dinner time.
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