Heartsease, Or, the Brother's Wife by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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to call on the old fellow to get leave for fishing in that water of
Lord St. Erme's. He has a very pretty sort of little place out of the town close to the park, and--and somehow the weather was too bright for any sport, and the stream led by their garden.' 'I perceive,' said John. 'Well, I saw I was in for it, and had nothing for it but to go through with it. Anything for a quiet life.' 'A new mode of securing it,' said John, indignant at his nonchalance. 'There you don't display your wonted sagacity,' returned Arthur coolly. 'You little know what I have gone through on your account. If you had been sound-winded, you would have saved me no end of persecution.' 'You have not avoided speculation as it is,' John could not help saying. 'I beg to observe that you are mistaken. Old Moss is as cunning a fox as ever lived; but I saw his game, and without my own good-will he might have whistled for me. I saw what he was up to, and let him know it, but as I was always determined that when I married it should be to please myself, not my aunt, I let things take their course and saved the row at home.' 'I am sure she knew nothing of this.' 'She? Bless you, poor child. She is as innocent as a lamb, and only thinks me all the heroes in the world.' |
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