The Argosy - Vol. 51, No. 2, February, 1891 by Various
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question to him. Finding it to be true, he withdrew his promise; he
would not have old customs broken in upon by modern innovation, he said; and forthwith he appointed the Reverend Robert Grame. "I do not even know how Captain Monk heard of me," continued Mr. Grame, marking Lucy's hesitation. "I believe you were recommended to him by one of the clergy attached to Worcester Cathedral," said Lucy.--"And I think I must wish you good-morning now." But there came an interruption. A tall, stately, haughty young woman, with an angry look upon her dark and handsome face, had entered the churchyard, and was calling out as she advanced: "That monkey broken loose again, I suppose, and at her pranks here! What are you good for, Lucy, if you cannot keep her in better order? You know I told you to go straight on to Mrs. Speck, and--" The words died away. Mr. Grame, who had been hidden by a large upright tombstone, emerged into view. Lucy, with another blush, spoke to cover the awkwardness. "This is Miss Monk," she said to him. "Eliza, it is the new clergyman, Mr. Grame." Miss Monk recovered her equanimity. A winning smile supplanted the anger on her face; she held out her hand, grandly gracious. For she liked the stranger's look: he was beyond doubt a gentleman--and an attractive man. |
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