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Martindale's information on the architecture and history of the place, lingering over it as long as her husband's patience would endure, and hardly able to tear herself from the quiet glassy stream and green meadows. 'If Caroline were only here to sketch it! she cried, 'there would be nothing wanting but that that hill should be Helvellyn.
Send up some one with some hot water to Master Martindale directly. As fast she ran back to her own room, ordered off Pauline to help Master Martindale's nurse, and flung herself into her chair, in a wild fit of passion. 'Improvisatrice! Prince's parties! this is what it is to be great, rich, horrid people, and live a heartless, artificial life!
She hardly heard his storming on about the unhappy will, it only seemed to her like the apple of discord, and great was the relief when it was ended by Lord Martindale's coming down, asking why Johnnie was crying. She hoped this might cause Arthur some compunction, but he only answered, gruffly, 'He was troublesome, he is always fretting.
'This is English, said Theodora, as her eye fell on a paper of verses that marked the place. 'Ah, Lucy made me put it in. A few lines that occurred to me after watching Mrs. Martindale's little boy.
Martindale's principle sanctifies success. It's the old theory of "treason never prospers what's the reason? Because whene'er it prospers 'tis not treason." If we could only introduce a socialist republic, then it would be the reactionaries who would be setting themselves up against constituted authority, and so flying in the face of Providence.
Gazing at her for a few seconds, she raised her hand to dry some large tears; and as if only now conscious of Miss Martindale's presence, curtsied, saying, in her usual manner, 'I beg your pardon, ma'am. There is the room next the nursery made ready for you. 'I could not go, Sarah, thank you. Go to your children; I will take care of her. Pray go. 'I will, thank you, ma'am.
I have often felt drawn toward Mary, but always checked the feeling, because I had no idea that I, could make an impression on her mind." "Faint heart never won fair lady," was Mrs. Martindale's encouraging response. "Well, Mary," said the lady to Miss Lester, a few days afterward, "have you seen Mr. Fenwick since?" "Mr. Fenwick!" said she, in tones of affected surprise. "Yes, Mr. Fenwick."
One forenoon, Violet, on coming down-stairs, found her sister writing extremely fast, and seeing an envelope on the table in Lord Martindale's writing, asked if it was his answer to Theodora's plan. 'Yes. 'Ah! said Violet, perceiving something was amiss, 'they have spared you to me a long time already. 'Don't be uneasy, said Theodora; 'I'll settle it.
'O, pray do not, said Violet, imploringly; 'there's plenty of room here, and we can see about him so much better. 'I had rather, persisted Theodora. 'But see, it is getting dark. The lamps are lighted. You can't go now. 'I shall not lose my way, said Theodora, taking by the hand the poor boy, who seemed unwilling to leave the fire and Mrs. Martindale's kind looks.
'So the upshot of it all is, that we are to have a house somewhere in Belgravia, he began. 'That is near Lord Martindale's London house, is it not? 'Yes; you will be in the way of all that is going on. 'Do we go there next month? 'I suppose so. 'Oh! I am glad. 'Are you? I thought you liked being here.
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