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"By kindness," resumed Mr. Stanley, "we gradually gained Lady Aston's confidence, and of that confidence we have availed ourselves to give something of a new face to the family. Her daughters, good as they were dutiful, by living in a solitude unenlivened by books, and unvaried by improving company, had acquired a manner rather resembling fearfulness than delicacy.
As your Mrs. Ranby attended only to the doctrines, and our friend Lady Belfield trusted indefinitely to the promises, so poor Lady Aston's broken spirit was too exclusively carried to dwell on the threatenings; together with the rigid performance of those duties which she earnestly hoped might enable her to escape them.
Every sentiment seemed a reciprocation of sympathy, and every look, of intelligence. This unstudied correspondence enchanted me the more as I had always considered that a conformity of tastes was nearly as necessary to conjugal happiness as a conformity of principles. One morning I took a ride alone to breakfast at Lady Aston's; Mr.
Patricia must be his, was his potentially, but he recognised she was not his for the asking. He would have to acquire the right to say to Cæsar, "I want to marry Mrs. Aston's sister." Aymer might easily make the way smooth for him, if he would. He had no reason then for believing he would oppose the idea.
Christopher carved ham carefully, and avoided Mr. Aston's eye, smiling to himself over his promise to Nevil not to betray him. "Nevil went to London. How did " Mr. Aston stopped suddenly, "Christopher." "Yes, St. Michael." "You are not to lie to me whatever you do to others. Tell me what it means." Christopher regarded him doubtfully and then laughed outright.
Aston's mind during the first days of Christopher's advent was whether Aymer had gathered in those ten long years of captivity sufficient strength of purpose to set aside once and for all the sharp emotions and memories the boy's presence must inevitably awake.
Aston's words to him that morning came back with puzzling insistence. "Remember," he had said in his kindly way, "no two people see life through the same glasses. Don't be surprised if Sam's make you squint." What did he mean? It was just because he, Christopher, was not sure of Sam's real ambition that he was to be given the choice.
And after that the banquet, which, since the inauguration of the Association, had always taken place, here at Aston's Hotel. There would be speeches. Jeff would speak, and her father no, she hoped he wouldn't speak. Her smile deepened. He had such a way of saying just what came into his funny, simple old head, and such a curious vocabulary. Then, after the banquet, the Ball!
Thrale suggests that he was offended by Molly Aston's preference of his Lordship to him . I can by no means join in the censure bestowed by Johnson on his Lordship, whom he calls 'poor Lyttelton, for returning thanks to the Critical Reviewers for having 'kindly commended' his Dialogues of the Dead.
In fact, he was technically a prisoner even now; and had only been allowed to come for a week or two from Sir Walter Aston's house before going back again to the Fleet. "You are come in good time," said Sir John, smiling. "That is young Owen himself coming up the path."
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