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The solitary woman on her heights at Copsley raised an exclamation of, 'Oh! that those two had been or could be united! She was conscious of a mystic symbolism in the prayer. She was not apprehensive of any ominous intervention of another. Writing from Venice, Diana mentioned Mr. Percy Dacier as being engaged to an heiress; 'A Miss Asper, niece of a mighty shipowner, Mr.
'Nor I, dear; proving that the bar to it was the ceremony, said Diana. She promised to remain at Copsley three days. 'Then for the campaign in Mr. Redworth's metropolis. I wonder whether I may ask him to get me lodgings: a sitting-room and two bedrooms. The Crossways has a board up for letting.
Yet she had seen nothing in Tony to let her suppose that there was trouble of her heart below the surface; and her Tony when she came to Copsley shone in the mood of the day of Lord Dannisburgh's drive down from London with her. She was running on a fresh work; talked of composition as a trifle. 'I suppose the YOUNG MINISTER is Mr. Percy Dacier? said Emma.
'No. He could deny that, whatever the look of him. 'Come to me at Copsley soon, said she, entering to Danvers in the passage. 'My mistress is upstairs, my lady, said Danvers. 'She is lying on her bed. 'She is ill? 'She has been lying on her bed ever since. 'Since what? Lady Dunstane spoke sharply. Danvers retrieved her indiscretion. 'Since she heard of the accident, my lady.
Diana regained her happy composure at Copsley. She had, as she imagined, no ambition. The dulness of the place conveyed a charm to a nature recovering from disturbance to its clear smooth flow. Air, light, books, and her friend, these good things she had; they were all she wanted. She rode, she walked, with Sir Lukin or Mr.
Diana enjoyed her walk beneath the lingering brown-red of the frosty November sunset, with the scent of sand-earth strong in the air. 'I had to hire a chariot because there was no two-horse carriage, said Redworth, 'and I wished to reach Copsley as early as possible. She replied, smiling, that accidents were fated. As a certain marriage had been! The comparison forced itself on her reflections.
He would have made him an assistant private Secretary, pending a Government appointment, rather than let me plead in vain. Mr. Rhodes with his travelling bag was packed off to Copsley, to enjoy a change of scene after his run of the gauntlet.
He was able to think of affairs of State while feeling the satisfied thirst of the lover whose pride, irritated by confidential wild eulogies of the beautiful woman, had recently clamoured for proofs of his commandership. The impression she stamped on him at Copsley remained, but it could not occupy the foreground for ever.
Diana regained her happy composure at Copsley. She had, as she imagined, no ambition. The dulness of the place conveyed a charm to a nature recovering from disturbance to its clear smooth flow. Air, light, books, and her friend, these good things she had; they were all she wanted. She rode, she walked, with Sir Lukin or Mr.
Why not resolutely believe that she had been his uncle's true and simple friend! He adopted the resolution, thanking her for one recognized fact: he hated marriage, and would by this time have been in the yoke, but for the agreeable deviation of his path to her society. Since his visit to Copsley, moreover, Lady Dunstane's idolizing, of her friend had influenced him.
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