The Two Guardians - or, Home in This World by Charlotte Mary Yonge
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most perfect description. Her own occupations did not, however, prevent
her from observing all her cousin's proceedings; she knew whenever he captured a trout, she was at hand to offer help when his hook, was caught in a bramble, and took full and complete interest in the sport. At last, after a successful fishing up the glen, they arrived at a place where the ravine was suddenly closed in by a perpendicular rock of about twenty feet in height, down which the water fell with its full proportion of foam and spray, forming a cascade which Marian thought "magnificent,"--Edmund, "very pretty." "Edmund, I am afraid the Lake country has spoilt you for Devonshire. I wish they had never sent your regiment to the north!" "That would not prevent the falls in Westmoreland from being twice the height of this." "It would prevent you from saying that here it is not as beautiful as any thing can be." "And nothing short of that will satisfy you. You had better stand in a narrow pass, and challenge every passer-by to battle in defence of the beauty of Fern Torr." "I don't care about every body; but you, Edmund, ought to be more dutiful to your own home." "You are exclusive, Marian; but come," and he stuck his rod into the ground, "let us have some of your sandwiches." |
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