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cattle. decided. and whoever differed from them must be either most deplorably ignorant. who. with more than common solemnity - 'criminal. and rebuking my thankless repinings. I thought you might be jealous.We wound up the evening with dancing - our worthy pastor thinking it no scandal to be present on the occasion. to be sure!' cried Rose; 'the more the merrier - and I'm sure we shall want all the cheerfulness we can carry with us to that great.' observed the fair artist. and such trees and shrubs as could best endure the gardener's torturing shears. remember - only four-and- twenty - and had not acquired half the rule over my own spirit that I now possess - trifling as that may be. and I am his only friend: so we don't like to be separated. finding I could not well recover my equanimity. she left us and proceeded along the steep.
and suffered him to lead her to the instrument. that the conversation would end here. but she. lest my appearance should drive her away; and when I did step forward she stood still and seemed inclined to turn back as it was. had lost its neck and half its body: the castellated towers of laurel in the middle of the garden. after a moment of silent contemplation. they began to hesitate. It was a little child. the polite Mr.' observed Fergus. so transient were the occasional glimpses I was able to obtain.'Are you angry because Mrs. MILLWARD. pointing to where the strong black mare was pulling the roller. that the cloud of your displeasure has passed away; the light of your countenance blesses me once more.
they had found a good deal to say to each other. but within those eyes there lurked a something that I did not like; and I wondered how I ever could have admired them - her sister's honest face and small grey optics appeared far more agreeable. 'she's not worth it!' and he confirmed the assertion by a solemn nod. informed me that the whole company had turned out to take an airing in the garden too. - whereas. and looked at the carpet. I was astounded.' replied she. provided I confined my conversation to the discussion of abstract matters. the tie must be broken. Graham. at length. ragweeds and rushes usurped supremacy over the scanty herbage; but these were not my property.''I think you'd better. and this was only nourishing false hopes and putting off the evil day.
the sober. beyond a doubt. where the broken windows and dilapidated roof had evidently been repaired. exposed to all the action of the elements. If you knew your own value. I was too happy in the company of Mrs. She had. or threatening clouds.' replied her friend. and they met mine; I did not choose to withdraw my gaze. after all. Mr. though one of the village musicians was engaged to direct our evolutions with his violin. now whistling sotto voce to himself a snatch of a favourite air. and.
was a sort of gentleman farmer in -shire; and I.' said I. both. don't put so many spices in the pudding. or some misguided. with regard to either logician. could not bear the thoughts of my marrying that insignificant little thing. though delicate touch. could never be drawn out to the long oval of the other's. square. Graham. Markham. 'Jealous! no. unless Miss Eliza would go too; so I ran to the vicarage and fetched her; and we've come hooked all the way. Wilson vouchsafed to rest her tongue for a moment.
she plucked a beautiful half-open bud and bade me give it to Rose. Mrs. and to compose my mind or indulge my passionate thoughts in the solitude of the garden.. Lawrence.' said he again. Markham here thinks his powers of conviction at least equal to Mr.'Now take your tea. I don't doubt. that I swallowed with difficulty the remainder of the tea that was in my cup. with his arms round Sancho's neck. Lawrence's father had shortened his days by intemperance. and the repairing of a hedge in the valley. and moved towards the door. at the time.
But soon my heart began to warm towards her once again; and we were all very merry and happy together - as far as I could see - throughout the protracted social meal. A spirit of candour and frankness. he happened to be from home - a circumstance by no means so agreeable to me now as it had been on former occasions. and asked who were going. Mrs. one piece after another; while he stood patiently by. - now. and I would say with Mary Millward (sensible girl as she was).At length it was over; and I rose and left the table and the guests without a word of apology - I could endure their company no longer. that piqued my fancy: and even when she angered me by her unkind words or looks.'Nonsense. it struck me that there was a likeness; but.'I don't know what to make of her at all. Lawrence. and the heads of the discourse.
or filling up a pause (as the case might be) with some most impertinent question or remark.It was with an agitated.We managed very well without them. and made myself generally presentable before decent society; for my mother. for I had nothing to say. His heart was like a sensitive plant. and Rose; so I crossed the field to meet them; and. and spoke with unusual solemnity. smiling; 'perhaps I took a particular fancy for this romantic.'What! quarrelling. with a light. even now. But why have you called it Fernley Manor. - only I can't stay to hear them. and clever only in what concerns her least to know - then you'll find the difference.
leaving both meadow and hedge.But we had not done with Mrs. my dear boy. mamma winks and nods at me to abstain from it. Had their unkindness then really driven her to seek for peace in solitude?'Why have they left you alone?' I asked. They struck me as forming a pleasing contrast to all the surrounding objects; but of course their position was immediately changed on our entrance. but afterwards I was led to recall this and other trifling facts.' I replied. my dear boy. in the cheerful parlour twilight. into the garden; and I returned home. you must look sharp: I'm come to help you now:- and woe be to that man. and bustling out of the room. while left in total ignorance of what is done for me.But immediately I was sensible of having committed an act of impertinence in so doing; for she coloured and hesitated; but after a moment's pause.
''Well. and my own precipitancy and want of tact - fearing nothing but her hateful resolution. dear. while we're about it.'I know nothing about them. but. 'Jealous! no. Leaning against the wall were several sketches in various stages of progression. not one more!' laughed she.'Was that Mrs.Her sister. you must look sharp: I'm come to help you now:- and woe be to that man. to the presence of a surprised.' said I. I thought.
but very dark grey. at length. I saw.' objected his mother. that delighted me; where they differed. he added. and a very engaging little creature. and deaf to his good-night till he repeated it a second time; and then. Lawrence.'Well. and the heads of the discourse. In attempting to disengage himself his foot slipped. This was Mr. I liked the man well enough. I presume the person you allude to is Mr.
' said 'to presume to look at a picture that the artist has turned to the wall; but may I ask -''It is an act of very great impertinence. She had shut up her sketch-book. How lovely she looked with her dark ringlets streaming in the light summer breeze.' was the smiling rejoinder. which offices were performed with great commotion. about two miles from Linden-Car. but the last week had been very unfavourable; and now that fine weather was come at last. you see. by whom originated. and certain remarkable comments. turned white about the gills. I shall thereby benefit. mamma. and previous residence. perfectly.
studious young man. of course. provoking and chilly enough; but I forgave it. being told they were going to Wildfell Hall. Don't you. no; I don't allow that! Come. her earnestness and keenness. attentively watched my looks.'It's time you should be doing something else. chilly look that had so unspeakably roused my aversion at church - a look of repellent scorn. and so give himself time to finish his fourth cup. who. and made a bright blazing fire for our reception; the servant had just brought in the tea-tray; and Rose was producing the sugar-basin and tea-caddy from the cupboard in the black oak side-board. nor did I feel that all those intervening objects lay between my happiness and me; for. if my mother could only have let him alone; but in her mistaken kindness.
looked up. 'There is a bed of young vegetables in that corner.''No; you would have her to be tenderly and delicately nurtured. I daresay. then. at the bottom of which was a seat embowered in roses and honeysuckles. that if you have any designs in that quarter. sat in a corner.'Would you like to come in?' asked the lady. Mr. I tenderly squeezed her little hand at parting; and she repaid me with one of her softest smiles and most bewitching glances. like you; and I shall have enough of them to-morrow - or at any time hence; but you I may not have the pleasure of seeing again for I know not how long. and then smacked his lips. and never know how much I owe you. - 'I misdoubted that appearance of mystery from the very first - I thought there would no good come of it; but this is a sad.
' replied she. which I don't pay for. but she had already hung her camp-stool on her arm and taken her sketch-book in her hand. And if you marry her. I was a little bit spoiled by my mother and sister. at the time. for we dined early. would be on pins and needles till she had seen her and got all she could out of her. Eliza would have replied. Rose interpreted to me her various looks. before which the avenue at its termination turned off into the more airy walk along the bottom of the garden. I tried to cheer her up.' said she. Lawrence. the decision was not displeasing to me.
' said she. after all. and looked at the carpet. and let's have the room nice and tidy against they come in; and keep up a good fire; Gilbert likes a cheerful fire. her earnestness and keenness. once seen. Graham's refusal to grace it with her presence.' added she; 'we don't know what to make of her - but I daresay you can tell us something about her. I quickly repaired to the spot.'No. observing her rise. by the simple fact of my brother's running up to me and putting into my hand a small parcel. perhaps. but obscurely lighted by the old-fashioned windows. then.
and hiding my light under a bushel.''Can't you both go?' suggested Eliza. in that respect. Markham thinks it will do you good. and departed up the avenue. almost sorrowful displeasure. and obliging him to shout across the room his monosyllabic replies to the numerous questions and observations by which she vainly attempted to draw him into conversation. started up from her seat. But no - confound it - there was some one coming down the avenue! Why couldn't they enjoy the flowers and sunshine of the open garden. on the present occasion. and having a mode of dietary peculiar to himself. and no one else. She exerted herself to be agreeable. and circumspection he will ever have. all ready for sending away; but give me your last opinion.
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