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No doubt, Hesketh acknowledged, the work could be done best by men familiar with the local conditions, but he could not avoid the conviction that this attitude toward proffered help was very like dangerous trifling. Possibly these circumstances gave him an added impartiality for Mr Milburn's facts.
I will not enumerate your omissions, dear father, but if this important step in my life does not arrest some sad tendencies I see in you, the disappointment may break me down. Intemperance in you a judge, a gentleman, a husband, and a father is a deformity worse than Mr. Milburn's honest, unfashionable hat. Do you not feel happier that my husband is not to be a drunkard?"
"I am beginning to think my fortune is better than I deserve," Vesta replied, to soften the application, as wine, tea, and cake were brought in. "Now, dear friends, as I am Mr. Milburn's wife, let us all be Christians this Sunday night, and drink his health and happy recovery, and that he may never repent his marriage." They drank with some hesitation, except the bride, Rhoda, and Mrs. Dennis.
She did her hair quite beautifully, and she had a remarkable, effective, useful reticence. Her father declared that Dora took in a great deal more than she ever gave out an accomplishment, in Mr Milburn's eyes, on the soundest basis.
"Who is your poppy, Aunt Vesty?" "Don't you know him? Judge Custis, who lives in Princess Anne." "Jedge Custis! Why, Lord sakes! he ain't your par, is he? Aunt Vesty, he's one of my old beaus." The Judge brought with him Reverend William Tilghman, and Vesta, as she was retiring, introduced Rhoda to both of them: "This is Miss Rhoda Mr. Milburn's niece."
Jack Wonnell, in officious zeal to be useful, gathered flowers, and hung around Teackle Hall to run errands; and, in order not to exasperate Vesta's husband, appeared bareheaded as the party set off, Milburn's hat-box being one of the articles of travel, and Milburn vouchsafing these words to Jack: "There is a dollar for you, Mr. Wonnell.
"Yes, and my word is passed, father. Shall that word, the word of a Custis, be less than a Milburn's faith. By the love he bore me, Mr. Milburn gave me these debts for my dower a rare faith in one so prudent. If I do not marry him, they will be given back to him this night."
My father, who has had reason to be proud, is less an aristocrat, sir, than you." Milburn's flush came and stayed a considerable while. He was not displeased at Vesta's compliment, though it bore the nature of an accusation. "You are aristocratic," explained Vesta, "because you adopted the obsolete hat of your people.
Lorne glanced at them and stowed them away in his pocket. He would read them when he got home, when it would be a pleasure to hand them over to his mother. She was making a collection of them. He had a happy perception that same evening that Mr Milburn's position was not, after all, finally and invincibly taken against the deputation and everything everybody concerned with it.
If we could all humble our hearts, it would be so easy to start life better, and turn this accident to joy and comfort. I have found new engagements and reliefs already. There is a young girl, Mr. Milburn's niece, whom I shall bring home this evening and occupy myself teaching her. She is an orphan, without a mother's knowledge, barely able to read, but pretty and quaint."
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