Dawn by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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those estates back before I die. It is for this cause that I have
toiled, and thought, and screwed, and been cut by the whole neighbourhood for twenty years; but now I think that, with your help, my time is coming." "With _my_ help. What is it that you wish me to do?" "Listen," answered her father, nervously tapping his pencil on the account-book before him. "George is not very fond of Isleworth--in fact, he rather dislikes it; but, like all the Caresfoots, he does not care about parting with landed property, and, though we appear to be good friends, he hates me too much ever to consent, under ordinary circumstances, to sell it to me. It is to you I look to overcome that objection." "I! How?" "You are a woman and you ask me how you should get the blind side of a man!" "I do not in the least understand you." Philip smiled incredulously. "Then I suppose I must explain. If ever you take the trouble to look at yourself in the glass, you will probably see that Nature has been very kind to you in the matter of good looks; nor are you by any means deficient in brains. Your cousin George is very fond of a pretty woman, and, to be plain, what I want you to do is to make use of your advantages to get him under your thumb and persuade him into selling |
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