Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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to step between the Lovers; but ceremony required it; so I hope they do
not hate me on that account.--Lord Allen has a good deal of archness in his countenance, though not of the ill-natur'd kind.--I don't know how, but every time he look'd across the table I trembled; it seem'd a foreboding of what was to follow. He admired the venison;--said it was the best he had ever tasted from Sir James's park;--but declared he would challenge him next Monday, if all present would favour him with their company.--Lady Allen seconded the request so warmly, that it was immediately assented to.-- What think you, said his Lordship it is to the _young_ folks that I address myself, of seeing before you a couple who that day has been married twenty years, and never frown'd on one another? Think! said Lord Darcey, it is very possible. _Possible_ it certainly is, reply'd Lady Powis; but very few instances, I believe-- What say you, Miss Warley? ask'd his Lordship: you find Lord Darcey supposes it very possible.--Good God! I thought I should have sunk: it was not so much the question, as the manner he express'd it in. I felt as if my face was stuck full of needles: however, I stifled my confusion, and reply'd, I was quite of Lady Powis's opinion. Well, what say you, Miss Winter? How I rejoiced! I declare I could hardly contain my joy, when he address'd himself to her. |
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