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Miss Isabella Wardour's complexion was considerably heightened, when, after the delay necessary to arrange her ideas, she presented herself in the drawing-room.
At last, just as Mary was beginning to say, "My own own Katie! how did you come " Mr. Wardour's voice on the stairs called "Mary!" "Have you seen him, my dear?" "No;" but Kate was afraid now she had heard his voice, for it was grave. "Mary!" And Mary went. Kate sat up, holding Sylvia's hand. They heard him ask, "Is Kate there?" "Yes."
"Uncle Wardour's nieces," said Kate; "Sylvia's cousins, you know, only we never saw them; but they are just my age; and it will be such fun only Alice is ill, I believe. Pray please let me play with them!" and Kate had tears in her eyes. "I shall see about it when they come." "Oh, but but I can't have them there Sylvia's own, own cousins and not play with them! Please, Aunt Barbara!"
"I presume to think, sir," said the young Highlander, "there would be no degradation on Miss Wardour's part in point of family." "O, Heaven forbid we should come on that topic! No, no, equal both both on the table-land of gentility, and qualified to look down on every roturier in Scotland." "And in point of fortune we are pretty even, since neither of us have got any," continued Hector.
And all because she had not had the firmness to be obedient! Oh, loss of trust! loss of confidence! disobedience! How wicked this place made her! and would there be any end to it? And all night she was haunted through her dreams with the Lord Chancellor, in his wig, trying to catch her, and stuff her into the woolsack, and Uncle Wardour's voice always just out of reach.
The fierce eyes, the hard voice, softened under Crayford's influence. Richard Wardour's head sank on his breast. "You are kinder to me than I deserve," he said. "Be kinder still, and forget what I have been talking about. No! no more about me; I am not worth it. We'll change the subject, and never go back to it again. Let's do something. Work, Crayford that's the true elixir of our life!
Clara and Steventon supported him between them. He fell on his knees at Wardour's side; he put his hand on Wardour's bosom. "Richard!" The weary eyes opened again. The sinking voice was heard feebly once more. "Ah! poor Frank. I didn't forget you, Frank, when I came here to beg. I remembered you lying down outside in the shadow of the boats. I saved you your share of the food and drink.
It would have been plain, only too plain, to far less observant eyes than Mrs. Crayford's that no salutary impression had been produced on her. She had ceased to defend her own way of thinking, she spoke of it no more but there was the terrible conviction of Frank's death at Wardour's hands rooted as firmly as ever in her mind! Discouraged and distressed, Mrs.
When Lovel took leave of the ladies, Miss Wardour's manner seemed more anxious than he had hitherto remarked it. She indicated by a glance of her eye towards Captain M'Intyre, perceptible only by Lovel, the subject of her alarm, and hoped, in a voice greatly under her usual tone, it was not a less pleasant engagement which deprived them of the pleasure of Mr. Lovel's company.
The Romans of the Lower Empire, the dear Marchionesses and Countesses of Louis XV., could scarcely have had a finer taste than our modern folks exhibit; and everybody who saw Lady Clavering's reception rooms, was forced to confess that they were most elegant; and that the prettiest rooms in London Lady Harley Quin's, Lady Hanway Wardour's, or Mrs.
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