Lord Ormont and His Aminta — Volume 3 by George Meredith
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'They can't be carried out unaided.' 'Aid will come.' Weyburn's confidence, high though it was, had not mounted to that pitch. 'One may find a mate,' he said. The woman to share and practically to aid in developing such ideas is not easily found: that he left as implied. Aminta was in need of poetry; but the young schoolmaster's plain, well- directed prose of the view of a business in life was welcome to her. Lord Ormont entered the room. She reminded him of the boys of High Brent and the heroine Jane. He was ready to subscribe his five-and-twenty guineas, he said. The amount of the sum gratified Weyburn, she could see. She was proud of her lord, and of the boys and the little girl; and she would have been happy to make the ardent young schoolmaster aware of her growing interest in the young. The night before the earl's departure on the solitary expedition to which she condemned him, he surprised her with a visit of farewell, so that he need not disturb her in the early morning, he said. She was reading beside her open jewel-box, and she closed it with the delicate touch of a hand turned backward while listening to him, with no sign of nervousness. |
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