Barford Abbey by Susannah Minific Gunning
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years; we flatter ourselves he deems not _that_ servitude.
Not your _servant!_--not your _dependant!_--not your _servant_, Sir James!--and was running on when her Ladyship interrupted him. Don't make me angry, Jenkings;--don't pain me;--hear the favour I have to ask, and be my advocate:--it is with Miss Warley I want you to be my advocate.--Then addressing herself to me, Will you, Madam, give me the pleasure of your company often at the Abbey?--I mean, will you come there as if it was your home?--Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings have comforts, I have not,--at least that I can enjoy.--Here she sigh'd deeply;--so deep, that I declare it pierced through my heart;--I felt as if turn'd into stone;--what I suppose I was a true emblem of.--The silent friends that trickled down my cheeks brought me back from that inanimate state,--and I found myself in the embraces of Lady Powis, tenderly affectionate, as when in the arms of Mrs. Whitmore.--Judge not, Madam, said I, from my present stupidity, that I am so wanting in my head or heart, to be insensible of this undeserv'd goodness.--With Mr. and Mrs. Jenkings's permission, I am devoted to your Ladyship's service.--_Our_ approbation! Miss Warley, return'd the former;--_yes, that_ you have:--her Ladyship cannot conceive how happy she has made us.--Sir James seconded his Lady with a warmth perfectly condescending:--no excuse would be taken; I must spend the next day at the Abbey; their coach was to attend me. Our amiable guests did not move till summoned by the dinner-bell, which is plainly to be heard there.--I thought I should have shed tears to see them going.--I long'd to walk part of the way, but was afraid to propose it, lest I should appear presumptuous.--Her Ladyship perceiv'd my inclinations,--look'd delighted,--and requested my company; on which Mr. Jenkings offer'd his service to escort me back. |
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