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And if I never sees ye no more " "Now, Josey, don't talk nonsense!" said Maryllia, with a pretty little air of protective remonstrance; "Such a clever old person as you are ought to know better than to be morbid! 'Never see me no more' indeed! Why I'm coming to see you soon, very soon! I shall find out where you live, and I shall pay you a visit! I'm a dreadful talker!
Almost, such was her acrimony and vindictiveness she wished Maryllia would die. "Serve her right!" she said to herself, setting her thin lips spitefully together "Serve her right!" There are a great many eminently respectable ladies of Miss Tabitha's temperament who always say 'Serve her right, when a pretty and charming woman, superior to themselves, meets with some misfortune.
But I daresay I am retailing information with which you are no doubt already quite familiar, and in all probability 'Maryllia Van' is not likely to cross your path at any time, as among her other reported characteristics is that of a cheap scorn for religion, a scorn which sits so unbecomingly on our modern women, and forbodes so much disaster in the future, they being the mothers of the coming race.
Another touch, and the whole covering rolled up swiftly to its full height, while Maryllia breathless with excitement and interest gazed with all her soul in her eyes at the exquisite, dreamy, poetic loveliness of the face disclosed.
The course of true love never did run smooth that's the advice of what's-his-name Shakespeare. Ha- ha! By the bye, what's become of that poet acquaintance of yours, Longford? Oughtn't HE to have known something about this? Didn't you tell him to keep a sharp look-out on Maryllia Van, eh?" Longford reddened slightly under his pale yellow skin.
Maryllia watched the group silently. There were varying shades of expression on her mobile features. She held Cicely's hand in her own, and was listening to some of Adderley's observations on quite ordinary topics, when suddenly, with, an impulsive movement, she let Cicely go, and with an 'Excuse me! to Julian, went towards her guests.
"She is indeed!" murmured Walden, with conventional politeness, though he scarcely glanced at the eulogised animal. "She isn't a bit safe, you know," continued Maryllia; "Nobody can hold her but me! She's a perfectly magnificent hunter. I have another one who is gentleness itself, called Daffodil. My groom rides her. He could never ride Cleo."
Miss Maryllia 'ad gone abroad an' all 'er letters was sent to London solicitors. Any other address? No no other address. The servants was to be kep' on no one wasn't goin' to lose their places if they behaved theirselves, which please the Lord, they will do!" she concluded, with much fervour.
"Oh, quite well quite too well!" said Maryllia, without any discomposure "But what he likes, I always detest. Unfortunate, isn't it! So I mustn't even try to read your works! You, Mr. Adderley" and she laughingly looked up at that gentleman, who, hat in hand, was pensively drooping in a farewell attitude before her, "you are going to stop here all summer, aren't you? And in a cottage!
Then, drawing their chairs to opposite sides of the fire, they talked for an hour or more on the subject that was most interesting to them both, John was for marrying Maryllia as soon as possible "in order that I may have the right to watch over her," he urged, and Forsyth agreed.
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