Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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page 64 of 205 (31%)
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The indignation I felt threw such a mist before my eyes, that when the plan was laid on the table, I could scarce distinguish temples from clumps of shrubs, or Chinese seats from green slopes.--Yet this _reptile_ of a husband could look over my shoulder, hear the opinion of every one present, without _daring_ to give his own. I was more out of patience at dinner.--Bless me, says her Ladyship, how _aukward_ you are when I _bid_ you cut up any thing!--the mother and daughter echoing, _Never_ was there _such_ a carver as _Sir Harry!_--Well, I vow, cry'd the latter, it is a strange thing you will not remember, so often as I have _told you_, to lay the meat handsome in the dish. Good God! thought I, can this man live out half his days?--And, faith, if I had not drank five bumpers of Madeira, I could not have stood the sight of his fearful countenance. He perceived I was distress'd, and whisper'd me as I mounted my horse,--You see how it is, Molesworth; breeding women _must_ not be contradicted.-- _I do, I do_ see how it is, return'd I; and could not for my soul forbear saying, I shall rejoice to hear of a _delivery_. This is the day when the important affairs of the m----y are to be settled; the papers will inform you; but can a man in love have any relish for politics?--Pray, divest yourself of that plague, when you attend the house.--I should drop to hear you say you espouse _this_ or _that_ cause, for the love of _Miss Warley_, instead of your _country_. |
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