The Golden Calf by M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon
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Mauleverer Manor?'
'I am going away,' she answered calmly. 'I have been expelled.' 'Ex--what?' roared Brian. 'I have been expelled--sent away at a minute's notice--for the impropriety of my conduct in allowing you to talk to me in the river-meadow.' Brian had been fastening his boat to a pollard willow as he talked. He leapt on to the bank, and came close to Ida's side. 'My darling, my dearest love, what a burning shame! What a villainous old hag that Pew woman must be! Bessie told me she was a Tartar, but this beats everything. Expelled! Your conduct impeached because you let me talk to you--I, Bessie's cousin, a man who at the worst has some claim to be considered a gentleman, while you have the highest claim to be considered a lady. It is beyond all measure infamous.' 'It was rather hard, was it not?' said Ida quietly. 'Abominable, insufferable! I--well. I'll call upon the lady this afternoon, and make her acquainted with my sentiments upon the subject. The wicked old harridan.' 'Please don't,' urged Ida, smiling at his wrath; 'it doesn't give me any consolation to hear you call her horrid names.' 'Did you tell her that I had asked you to be my wife?' |
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