Ordeal of Richard Feverel — Volume 4 by George Meredith
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little pension regularly paid to her as an indemnity. She was that
woman, and the thought of it made her almost accuse Providence for the betraying excess of softness it had endowed her with. How was she to recognize her baby grown a man? He came in a feigned name; not a word of the family was mentioned. He came like an ordinary mortal, though she felt something more than ordinary to him--she knew she did. He came bringing a beautiful young lady, and on what grounds could she turn her back on them? Why, seeing that all was chaste and legal, why should she interfere to make them unhappy--so few the chances of happiness in this world! Mrs. Berry related the seizure of her ring. "One wrench," said the sobbing culprit, "one, and my ring was off!" She had no suspicions, and the task of writing her name in the vestry- book had been too enacting for a thought upon the other signatures. "I daresay you were exceedingly sorry for what you had done," said Adrian. "Indeed, sir," moaned Berry, "I were, and am." "And would do your best to rectify the mischief--eh, ma'am?" "Indeed, and indeed, sir, I would," she protested solemnly. "--As, of course, you should--knowing the family. Where may these lunatics have gone to spend the Moon?" Mrs. Berry swimmingly replied: "To the Isle--I don't quite know, sir!" she snapped the indication short, and jumped out of the pit she had |
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