Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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or cold.--Our conversation was interesting;--it might have lasted, for
aught I know, till dinner, had it not been interrupted by the entrance of Sir James and Lady Powis.--I knew Mr. Jenkings was their steward, but never expected they came to his house with such easy freedom.--We arose as they entered:--I was surprised to see Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings appear confused;--in my opinion, their visitors accosted them more like _equals_ than _dependants_. Your Ladyship cannot imagine how greatly I was prepossessed in their favour even before they spoke.--In their manner was something that struck me excessively;--few--very few--can express the nameless beauties of grace,--never to be seen but in a carriage sweetly humble. Lady Powis seated herself opposite to me.--We called, said she, addressing Mr. Jenkings, to inquire what was become of you, fearing your Oxfordshire friends had stolen you from us;--but you have made up for your long absence, if this is the young lady, bowing to me, your wife told us was to return with you.--A politeness so unexpected,--so deliver'd,--visibly affected me:--I sat silent, listening for the reply Mr. Jenkings would make. Pardon me, my Lady! pardon me, Miss Warley! said the good man,--I am a stranger to punctilio;--I see my error:--I should have acquainted your Ladyship before with the name of this dear young Lady; I should have said she is an honour to her friends.--Need I tell Miss Warley, Sir James and Lady Powis are present:--I hope the deportment of their _servant_ has confirmed it;--I hope it has. Sir James kindly took his hand, and, turning to me, said, Don't believe him, Madam, he is not our servant;--he has been our _friend_ forty |
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