Ordeal of Richard Feverel — Volume 6 by George Meredith
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accompanied him out of the room, shrugging. When they had gone, Lady
Blandish said to the baronet: "He is not coming." "To-morrow, then, if not tonight," he replied. "But I say he will come to-night." "You do really wish to see him united to his wife?" The question made the baronet raise his brows with some displeasure. "Can you ask me?" "I mean," said, the ungenerous woman, "your System will require no further sacrifices from either of them?" When he did answer, it was to say: "I think her altogether a superior person. I confess I should scarcely have hoped to find one like her." "Admit that your science does not accomplish everything." "No: it was presumptuous--beyond a certain point," said the baronet, meaning deep things. Lady Blandish eyed him. "Ah me!" she sighed, "if we would always be true to our own wisdom!" "You are very singular to-night, Emmeline." Sir Austin stopped his walk in front of her. In truth, was she not unjust? Here was an offending son freely forgiven. |
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