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My lady, alighting from the Lymport coach, did know of it, within a few minutes after Evan had quitted the Green Dragon, and turned pale, as high-born dames naturally do when they hear of a relative's disregard of the company he keeps. 'A tailor, my lady! said scornful Maria; and the Countess jumped and complained of a pin. 'How did you hear of this, Conning? she presently asked with composure.
'And then we're ashamed to show it. My poor Susan went to stay with her aunt at Bodley, and then at our cousin's at Hillford, and then she was off to Lymport to drown her poor self, I do believe, when you met her. And all because we can't bear to be seen when we 're in any of our pickles. I wish you wouldn't look at me, Mr. Harrington. 'You look very pretty.
'You know, Tom, you never quite took to my wife's family. 'I'm not a match for fine ladies, Nan. 'Well, Harriet would have taken to you, Tom, and will now, if you 'll let her. Of course, it 's a pity if she 's ashamed of hem! You found it out about the Lymport people, Tom, and, you've kept the secret and respected her feelings, and I thank you for it. Women are odd in those things, you know.
'Thank heaven, I shall have the consolation of not going about, and bowing and smirking like an impostor! Evan exclaimed. There was a wider intelligence in the Countess's arrested gaze than she chose to fashion into speech. 'I knew, she said, 'I knew how the air of this horrible Lymport would act on you. But while I live, Evan, you shall not sink in the sludge.
George responded; but immediately laughed 'Harrington? 'Gad, if he takes the leap it'll be odd another of the name. That's where old Mel had his spill. 'Who? Drummond inquired. 'Old Mel Harrington the Lymport wonder. Old Marquis Mel, said Mr. George. 'Haven't ye heard of him? 'What! the gorgeous tailor! exclaimed Lady Jocelyn.
Strike leaning to Evan, and heard she was a Harrington, that she was rather like the Lymport family; but the reappearance of Mrs. Strike, the attention of the Duke of Belfield to her, and the splendid tactics of the Countess, which had extinguished every thought in the thought of himself, drove Lymport out of his mind.
Harrington, I must inform you that I have it on certain authority from two or three sources, that he is the son of a small shopkeeper at Lymport. Mrs. Shorne watched the effect she had produced. 'Indeed, aunt? cried Rose. 'And do you know this to be true? 'So when you talk of gentlemen, Rose, please be careful whom you include. 'I mustn't include poor Mr. Harrington?
Andrew had thought that he would just frighten the women a bit, get them down to Lymport for a week or so, and then announce that matters were not so bad with the Brewery as he had feared; concluding the farce with a few domestic fireworks. Conceive his dismay when he entered the house, to find there a man in possession. Andrew flew into such a rage that he committed an assault on the man.
Some vowed that Mr. George had referred all questions implying a difference between himself and Mel to their mutual fists for decision. At any rate, Mr. George turned up in Fallow field subsequently; the fair Louisa, unhurt and with a quiet mind, in Lymport; and this amount of truth the rumours can be reduced to that Louisa and Mr. George had been acquainted.
The foolish youth asked her if she could be cold on such a night. 'No, I'm not cold, she replied, drawing closer over her lap the ends of a shawl which would in that period have been thought rather gaudy for her station. 'You were going to Lymport? 'Yes, Lymport's nearest, I think. 'And why were you out travelling at this hour? She dropped her head, and began rocking to right and left.
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