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I sallied from Castle Treddles, determined to make the best of my way to Duntarkin, and my cicerone hung by me for a little way, giving loose to his love of talking an opportunity which, situated as he was, the seneschal of a deserted castle, was not likely to occur frequently. "Some folk think," said my companion, "that Mr.
Fairscribe's mediation in buying up the lease of the little inn, and conferring it upon Christie in the way which should make it most acceptable to her feelings. It is only necessary to add that my plan succeeded, and that Widow Steele even yet keeps the Treddles Arms.
Desolation, in short, was where enjoyment had never been; and the want of all the usual means to preserve was fast performing the work of decay. The story was a common one, and told in a few words. Mr. Treddles, senior, who bought the estate, was a cautious, money-making person. His son, still embarked in commercial speculations, desired at the same time to enjoy his opulence and to increase it.
But not everywhere; for there was one spot, and one only, which was quite covered with sand, and sand showing the marks of fingers, which had apparently been careful to spread it over a given space. It was near the treddles of the loom.
Treddles has fitted it up for the convenience of the country, poor man, he was a public-spirited man when he had the means." "Duntarkin a public-house!" I exclaimed. "Ay!" said the fellow, surprised at my naming the place by its former title; "ye'll hae been in this country before, I'm thinking?" "Long since," I replied.
But to do them justice; they didna propale sae muckle about them as poor Mr. Treddles did it's like they were better used to them." "Very likely. Are there any of the old family in life, goodwife?" "No," she replied; then added; after a moment's hesitation, "Not that I know of" and the wheel, which had intermitted, began again to revolve. "Gone abroad, perhaps?" I suggested.
The disconcerted schemes of the Laird of Castle Treddles had resembled fruit that becomes decayed without ever having ripened. Some windows broken, others patched, others blocked up with deals, gave a disconsolate air to all around, and seemed to say, "There Vanity had purposed to fix her seat, but was anticipated by Poverty."
Treddles was in trade, and though he had no preceese right to do so, yet there was some warrant for a man being expensive that imagined he was making a mint of money. But this unhappy lad devoured his patrimony, when he kenned that he was living like a ratten in a Dunlap cheese, and diminishing his means at a' hands. I canna bide to think on't."
Treddles has lost his among paltry commercial engagements." "Wretch!" said the secret voice within, "darest thou exult in thy shame? Recollect how thy youth and fortune was wasted in those years, and triumph not in the enjoyment of an existence which levelled thee with the beasts that perish.
One fancies the merchant conversant with a higher and less sordid class of persons and details than the master spinner, and vineyards more agreeable objects than dying-houses and treddles. Be this as it may, appearances are certainly in favour of Bordeaux as the second city in France. From Lyons to St. Symphorien, our breakfast-stage, twelve miles.
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