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Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 3 of 3)

Chapter 8 No.8

Word Count: 749    |    Released on: 04/12/2017

f her son. She knelt at the side of the bed, on which she had insisted on his laying himself, and, if

y pourtrayed the infant years of this her darling son;-the smiling babe sleeping in her bosom; the laughing child playing at her feet. Then followed pictures of his boyish sports and gleeful hours, till her heart bled; then traits of docile obedience and dutiful affection; and, as he grew in years, of that gentle, noble, self-immolating nature, so peculiarly his own. All these were remembered with tender yearnings which no words can describe. A fearful idea next presented itself, that such beings were but lent to earth: they were not destined to sojourn with us; in a moment of agony and terror to those left behind, they were caught up again, and absorbed by that all-perfect spirit of which they were but emanations. Such thoughts gave, for a time, a character of wildness to the fervour of her prayers; confusion of every faculty foll

pense to get through, sleep was thought of no more-conversation was renew

den, that it was impossible for any one to believe him guilty. As for Alfred himself, his confidence was still based on the firm belie

voidable moment came, was indeed a severe pang. But this over, Lady Arden's demeanor, among the numerous friends who flocked aro

ance did so; while also the very excess of almost reverential consideration for himself seemed to infer such a feeling; and she could not forgive any one, however kind and well-meani

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Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 3 of 3)
Dilemmas of Pride, (Vol 3 of 3)
“Excerpt: ...Palliser's, to inquire after the health of Caroline. As he crossed the little lawn, he observed great ladders set up against the front of the house, and persons within and without apparently employed in cleaning the windows. The hall door was open, and a slatternly looking woman, not the least like a servant, on the steps, washing them down and rubbing them white with a stone. He knocked, and another woman, who was crossing the hall at the moment, armed with a broom and a duster, threw them aside, came forward, and asked him if he was wanting the lodgings. \"They will not be quite ready for coming into before twelve o'clock to-morrow,\" she continued, without waiting for a reply; then fancying that Willoughby looked disappointed, she added, \"If you're particular about coming in to-night, sir, I'll set more hands to work, and see what can be done; but the family only left this morning, and they kept so many servants, that there is no saying all there's to do after them; for as for servants, as I sais, they always makes more work than three masters, or their mistresses either, which was the cause why I was endeavouring to assist a little myself just with dusting the book-shelves.\" \"Has Lady Palliser then left Cheltenham, or only changed her house?\" asked Willoughby. \"Oh, left Cheltenham, sir. Her ladyship was not likely to change from my house while she staid, if it had been seven years. Indeed, situation and all, where could she be so well, except it were next door, which also belongs to me. Sixteen guineas a week, sir, is the lowest farthing I can take! Indeed they should have been twenty, but you seem such a nice civil spoken gentleman that”
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