Framley Parsonage by Anthony Trollope
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dinner. It was a November evening, and he had been out all day,
and on such occasions the aptitude for delay in dressing is very powerful. A strong-minded man goes direct from the hall door to his chamber without encountering the temptation of the drawing-room fire. 'No; but Lady Lufton was down here.' 'Full of suggestions in favour of Sarah Thompson?' 'Exactly so, Mark.' 'And what did you say about Sarah Thompson?' 'Very little as coming from myself: but I did hint that you thought, or that I thought you thought, that one of the regular trained schoolmistresses would be better.' 'But her ladyship did not agree?' 'Well, I won't exactly say that;--though I think that perhaps she did not.' 'I am sure she did not. When she has a point to carry, she is very fond of carrying it.' 'But, you see, in this affair of the school she is thinking more of her protege than she does of the children.' 'Tell her that, and I am sure she will give way.' And then again |
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