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Nor were the pens of the Brennans silent; and looking over their shoulders, on which the mantles of spinsterhood were fast descending, one read: 'I hear they danced at the Castle three times together last night . . . a friend of mine saw them sitting in Merrion Square the whole of one afternoon. . . . They say that if he marries her, that he'll be ruined. . . . The estates are terribly encumbered . . . his family are in despair about it. . . . Violet is a very nice girl, but we all know her mother sold bacon behind a counter in Galway. . . . He never looks at Olive Barton now; this is a sad end to her beau, and after feeding him up the whole season. . . . He dined there three times a week: Mrs.
'I wonder, she said, forgetting for the moment she was speaking to Cecilia, 'I wonder none of those Brennans married; you can't call them ugly girls, and they have some money. How dreadfully lonely they must be living there by themselves! 'I think they are far happier as they are, said Cecilia, and her brown eyes set in liquid blue looked strangely at Alice as she helped her over the low wall.
'You said the fact was there was no one to marry. 'May, I will not allow you to contradict me! exclaimed Mrs. Gould; and she grew purple to the roots of her white hair. 'I said the Brennans looked too high, that they wanted gentlemen, eldest sons of county families; but if they'd been content to marry in their own position of life they would have been married long ago.
Are there so many unmarried women in Galway? 'I should think there are, replied May, as if glorying in the fact. 'Who are there down your side of the country? Let's count. To begin with, there are the Brennans there are three of them, and all three are out of the running, distanced. 'Now, May, how can you talk like that? said Mrs.
The Brennans had promised to meet her in the chapel, and one day, as she was sitting by her window, she saw May in all the glory of her copper hair, drive a tandem up to the door. This girl threw the reins to the groom, and rushed to her friend. 'And how do you do, Alice, and how well you are looking, and how pleased I am to see you.
Opposite, the Honourable Miss Gores made a group of five; and a few men who preferred consideration to amusement made their way towards them. The Brennans Gladys and Zoe as soon as they saw Alice, asked after Lord Dungory; and all the girls were anxious to see Violet, who they feared would seem thin in a low dress. Hers was the charm of an infinite fragility.
Gould, and she pulled up her skirt so that she could roast her fat thick legs more comfortably before the fire. There being no man present, she undid a button or two of her dress. 'You said so yourself the other day, mother. 'No, I didn't, May, and I wish you wouldn't vex me. What I say I stand by, and I merely wondered why girls with good fortunes like the Brennans didn't get married.
'Yes, Emily has certainly the best of the names, Alice replied, laughing. 'Are the Miss Brennans at home? said Cecilia, when the maid opened the hall-door. 'Yes, miss I mean your ladyship will you walk in? 'You'll see, they'll keep us waiting a good half-hour while they put on their best frocks, said Cecilia, as she sat down in a faded arm-chair in the middle of the room.
At length she said: 'If the weather clears up I think we might all go for a drive; there is really no danger. The Land League never has women fired at. We might go and see the Brennans. What do you think, Olive? 'I don't care to go off there to see a pack of women, the girl replied, still drumming her fingers on the window-pane.
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