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the best judges of horseflesh in the kingdom. But as to him, he is really a vulgar fellow, though
devilish amusing; that is to say-you under
times I like a little dash of that sort of thing;
panion in one's husband; to see him, day after day, preferring the company of foxhunters or boors, to that of his wife. And for a moment she shuddered; then dismissing the horrid supposition, she thought that can never be my case; and again she tried to listen to the music. The clock seemed never to move; and yet she heard ten, eleven, and twelve strike.
“Would you like to retire to bed,” said Lady Gregory,“ or will you take some wine-and-water first?
The answer was prevented by the entrance of
powers, my dear,” said her mother. “Sing directly, and allow Lady Herbert to judge for herself."
She obeyed her mother, and pleased Lady Herbert, for she sang without affectation. Her voice was mellifluous, and she pronounced the words distinctly. The song was then new, and not hackneyed as it has since become.
“ When time who steals our years away.” “How these words touch one's heart," said Lady Herbert. “One feels as if one had written hem oneself, so truly do they echo the wishes of the heart. I wish Francis could hear you, I im sure he would be delighted. Do you not hink your father will come soon to join us?” Miss Gregory laughed. “Papa never comes from the dining-room till ive minutes before we retire for the night, inless there are a party of gentlemen to play at billiards with him; but perhaps for you, Lady Herbert, he may possibly come sooner than isual.”
Lady Herbert made no answer; but inwardly
"Mabel, love," said Lord Herbert, approaching his wife, and leaning over the back of the sofa on which she sat. “Mabel, I fear it is late," he whispered; but we have had some capital fun with Tom Gregory. Such a cub! His father is an excellent creature, and one of
stand, love—not at all in your way. But some
he thought how very dreadful to have no com
nevertheless, you know I have been longing to come to you this hour past. We have not drank any wine (his breath and thick pronunciation belied the assertion); but Lady Herbert made no answer, only pressed his hand, and felt that such society, or any society, could not have detained her from his
presence. The conversation became very flat, and two or three times Sir Gregory started up, shaking his head to prevent himself from falling into a deep sleep. Lady Gregory rang for candles, and so passed that dull evening.
she restrained her tears; the unceasing at-
know I have been longing to
The conversation became very flat, and two
So dear I love him, that with him all deaths
MILTON'S PARADISE LOST, book ix.
The next day Lady Herbert thought, “Well!
little comfort, and the less troublesome kindness of her equally obliging daughter, made Lady Herbert reproach herself for receiving these marks of good will ungraciously, and continued to be so agreeable, that she seemed to them a very charming person; an offer was made to drive her to the neighbouring town to visit Mr. Hartlebury's famous shop, or may be your ladyship would like to see the gentlemen at their sport, or if you ever fish we have some very famous trout in Mounteaston-river; but Lady Herbert declined all these temptations, and proposed reading aloud to Miss Gregory while she painted. The latter was delighted at her proposal, and that mode of disposing of the day was the one agreed upon. Lady Herbert was fond of reading, fond of various occupations, understood agricultural pursuits, and delighted in the pleasures of a garden, but although something of all these topics entered into their discourse, and formed part of their morning's conversation, Lady Herbert's thoughts reverted to the idea she had formed to herself of married comfort, of young
the stable to tell the groom how to dress the
little comfort, and the less troublesome kindness of her equally obliging daughter, made Lady Herbert reproach herself for receiving these marks of good will ungraciously, and continued to be so agreeable, that she seemed to them a very charming person; an offer was made to drive her to the neighbouring town to visit Mr. Hartlebury's famous shop, or may be your ladyship would like to see the gentlemen at their sport, or if you ever fish we have some very famous trout in Mounteaston-river; but
ady Herbert declined all these temptations, and proposed reading aloud to Miss Gregory Thile she painted. The latter was delighted t her proposal, and that mode of disposing f the day was the one agreed upon. Lady Ierbert was fond of reading, fond of various ccupations, understood agricultural pursuits, nd delighted in the pleasures of a garden, nut although something of all these topics ntered into their discourse, and formed part of their morning's conversation, Lady Hervert's thoughts reverted to the idea she had ormed to herself of married comfort, of young
and passionate love, and they appeared one and all fat, stale, and unprofitable to her, since he whose companionship she had looked forward to as partaker in all her tastes, recreations and pursuits, was not her companion, was no sharer in what formed the delight and dignified employment of her existence; so she sank into sadness. Miss Gregory observed she was not well, and besought her to retire to her apartment and rest till dinner-time. Unable for longer exertion of spirits Lady Herbert availed herself of the proposal : and there, in listless vacuity of mind, which prevented her from analyzing her thoughts and feelings, she awaited the return of Lord Herbert. A noise of dogs and
grew dark, announced his arrival; she flew to the window; he called to her, at the same time kissing his hand; she opened the sash: “Look here, love,” showing the mangled carcass of an unfortunate badger, “ we have had capital sport, I never saw such dogs!
poor Haco has suffered a little, but he'll soon come round again. I am just going to
men's voices, just as