Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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I dropt in about one, told the Baronet I came five miles out of my way
for the pleasure of saluting his bride, and to drink a bottle of claret with him.--He was extremely glad to see me; and ventured to say so, _before_ I was introduced to the _Ladies_:--but I saw by his sneaking look, no such liberty must be taken in _their_ presence.--My reception was gracious enough, considering all communication is cut off between him and his former acquaintance. Scarce was I seated, before the old Dowager asked me, if her daughter had not made _great_ alterations in the little time she had been at the Castle. _Alterations_, Madam! I reply'd;--upon my honour, they are _so_ visible, no person can avoid being struck with them.--How could your father and mother, Sir Harry, bear to live in such an wood? looking and speaking disdainfully.--He smiled obsequious--hemm'd--trembled, and was silent.--I hope, continued she, not to see a tree remaining near this house before the next summer.--We want much, Mr. Molesworth, turning to me with quite a different look and voice, to have the pleasure-ground laid out:--but really her Ladyship has had so much to set in order _within doors_, that it has taken off her attention a good deal from what is necessary to be done _without_.--However, Sir, you shall see our design; so, my dear, speaking to her daughter, let Sir Harry fetch the plan. It is in my closet, returned her Ladyship, and I don't chuse to send _him_ there;--but I'll ring for Sally. I had like that moment to have vow'd a life of celibacy--I saw him redden;--how could he avoid it, if one spark of manhood remain'd? |
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